Текст песни Дмитрий Poet Казанцев - Прибой

Surf

I admired the noisy surf,
The roar of the waves foamed.
I wanted to learn from him the voice of freedom
And liberty bold winds.

Do not ask me the name of the surf,
But give spiritual comfort.
And the wind is free of smoke,
And the eternal waves sing.

Thousands of secrets I confided surf,
His drops will remain silent.
Not able to confuse my soul alarm,
As human fascination I can scare.

Here the eternal waves of each excited
Anyone who is looking for truth bottom.
There are cool sunrises and sunsets stinging.
I will come back and take a look in the face of the surf.

I throw words toward the surf,
Drown silently in a blue wave.
I can understand it is his soul
And on the second I was free on the ground !!