Текст песни Новелла Матвеева - Капитаны без усов

Here the sea before me is blue,
        Splashes wave wave.
        I know what about what
        She whispers she.
        She whispers that there is no limit
        Dreams and dreams, dreams.
        And everyone calls, calls
        To distant places, places.

I want under the wind of fury
Sail, sail, sail on a sailing ship.
I really like very little
Ships without sails.
Maybe they are more comfortable
And in many ways superb
They are still like the old
Captains without a mustache.
Captain without a mustache, mustache -
Like a ship without sails,
And the captains with a mustache -
Like ships with sails.
What swear by your scows,
Black chocolate
Icy, walrus, Eskimo,
Anchor, trap and cable.

        What am I addressing the unknown wave,
        Like to native, native?
        Dream of swimming
        You are not with me, with me.
        The sea and sky blackened menacingly,
        The sail is inflated, inflated,
        To the harbor court here
        They will not come again, they will come.

I want under the wind of fury
Sail, sail, sail on a sailing ship.
I really like very little
Ships without sails.
Maybe they are more comfortable
And in many ways superb
They are still like the old
Captains without a mustache.
Captain without a mustache, mustache -
Like a ship without sails,
And the captains with a mustache -
Like ships with sails.
What swear forever young
Fishing schooners
Yacht, barges, whaleboat
And an old man with a parrot.