Текст песни Дмитрий Соколов - Морская

Life is familiar beating wave about the pier
And sadly looks from under foam eyebrows.
And once the enthusiastic shore shouted.
I am a maques of my hand.

I happened to survive me and storm and stern
Unbearable thirst, drink the sweetness of wine.
Only near was invariably with me
That star travel-faith is one.

She whispered to me:

Sailing in the wind and on the road.
Just be with me.
The wind will tell the route
To the shore, where we are waiting for.

In other people's shores, fate dispelled us.
Dismissed the paths and remaining alone
I understood how without her life is insignificant small.
And the ship was drowned to the units gray.

Only the soul of the sea is not to learn.
Takes away to fly away, disappear without a trace!
I'm trying to find, I'm trying to understand
The meaning of her being, like a sea without the bottom.

But someone whispers me:

Sailing in the wind and on the road.
Just be with me.
The wind will tell the route
To the shore, where we are waiting for.