Текст песни Антре - Човен

That boat has been out for a month,
Sails, Sails ...
Your soul is taken away, it has no place for us.
Sails, Sails ...

Between the clouds, clinging to the stern,
Rises, floats ...
A white sail separated us from you,
The heart halves

Morning will come, he will disappear in the fog
Dissolve, dispel ...
Dew drops on leaves. Ghost in the sky ...
In the dream goes

A wild boat
I see you for the last time
I didn't know that soon
Spring is wearing a gray outfit

Silver boat,
In the sea, you tear.
My dear, I love,
The other day I dream of you