Текст песни Фата Моргана - Думка

Water flows into the blue sea,
  And it does not follow;
  The Cossack is looking for his share,
  And there is no destiny.
  The Cossack went behind the eyes;
  Plays the blue sea,
  The Cossack heart is playing,
  And the thought to say:
  "Where are you going without asking?
  To whom did he leave
  Father, old nanny,
  A young girl?

  Not those people abroad -
  It's hard to live with them!
  No one will cry,
  Don't talk. "
  A Cossack is sitting on the other side, -
  The blue sea is playing.
  I thought fate would meet -
  There was grief.
  And cranes fly to themselves
  Home keys.
  The Cossack is crying - the roads are broken
  Overgrown with thorns.