Singer: Sergey Nikitin

You can hear the sad melody of the capstan?
Can't hear? Well, it doesn't matter...
Leaving the harbour the Children of the Mist,
Go. For a long time? Where?
You can hear the Seagull and moans and cries,
Lead swell furrow -
Hidden black mast
Behind the grey veil of rain...
In the morning, in the rainy sea,
Where the white foam is bubbling.
Quiet people in the dim dawns
Take away their ships.


Sergey Nicotinate cumanagoto titative

Music of Vivaldi,
Vivaldi, Vivaldi.
Music of Vivaldi,
To the Blizzard outside the window
Sad let's,
Come on
Sad let's,
About it, and how
About this and about that.
You hear pity
What a pity, what a pity,
You hear pity
And hopeless as
Cried gentlemen,
Their wives and maids,
Dogs on the bed,
And children on his hands.

Lips in the damned,
Duma secret,
Oh, stupid love
Head is happy-go-lucky.
Oh, stupid love
Head is happy-go-lucky.
All you lips, remember
All you Duma, you know,
Oh, how are you my heart
This grieve.
Oh, how are you my heart
This grieve.

If you have a dog,
It didn't poison the neighbour,
And other will not fight,
If you if you
If you have a friend there,
There is no other.

If you are not home, the fire are not afraid of him,
And the wife will not go to another,
If you if you
If you have no wife.