Текст песни Дмитрий Ляляев - Паруса надежды

The sails of hope in youth swelled
Above a flying brig in a sunny distance.
From the old dreams, only dreams remained,
And there is no land on the horizon.

We were not ruined by the rolling and gruel,
It was not the ninth wave that scattered us into chips.
Having played cards, the team got drunk
The helmsman betrayed us by abandoning his steering wheel.

The captain has drawn up new tariffs:
The course is to achieve a long ruble.
For his ability to throw us on the reefs
We must pay with the death of the ship.

We did not submit, thrown into the holds,
Chained like rioters
The captain's guards, evil and sullen,
They sent us spits through the hatch bars.

But the time will come, the ocean will rage
Powerful shafts to the very heavens.
The captain cannot fight back from the court,
Even the demon will not save Judas from the noose.

And at night we dream of our home harbor,
But it is hardly destined to see her.
The sails of hope are sewn into a shroud
And in the soul, as in the hold, everything is black and black.