Lyrics Машина времени - А помнишь, как все начиналось
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Машина Времени - За тех,кто в море
Ты помнишь, как все начиналось.
Все было впервые и вновь.
Как строили лодки, и лодки звались
"Вера", "Надежда", "Любовь".
Как дружно рубили канаты,
И вдаль уходила земля.
И волны нам пели, и каждый пятый,
Как правило, был у руля.
Я пью до дна
За тех, кто в море,
За тех, кого любит волна,
За тех, кому повезет.
И если цель одна
И в радости, и в горе,
То тот, кто не струсил
И весел не бросил,
Тот землю свою найдет.
Напрасно нас бури пугали.
Вам скажет любой моряк,
Что бури бояться вам стоит едва ли,
В сущности, буря - пустяк.
В бури лишь крепче руки,
И парус поможет идти.
Гораздо трудней не свихнуться со скуки
И выдержать полный штиль.
Я пью до дна
За тех, кто в море,
За тех, кого любит волна,
За тех, кому повезет.
И если цель одна
И в радости, и в горе,
То тот, кто не струсил
И весел не бросил,
Тот землю свою найдет.
Я пью до дна
За тех, кто в море,
За тех, кого любит волна,
За тех, кому повезет.
И если цель одна
И в радости, и в горе,
То тот, кто не струсил
И весел не бросил,
Тот землю свою найдет.
Землю свою найдет,
Землю свою найдет.
Ты помнишь, как все начиналось.
Все было впервые и вновь.
Как строили лодки, и лодки звались
"Вера", "Надежда", "Любовь".
Как дружно рубили канаты,
И вдаль уходила земля.
И волны нам пели, и каждый пятый,
Как правило, был у руля.
Я пью до дна
За тех, кто в море,
За тех, кого любит волна,
За тех, кому повезет.
И если цель одна
И в радости, и в горе,
То тот, кто не струсил
И весел не бросил,
Тот землю свою найдет.
Напрасно нас бури пугали.
Вам скажет любой моряк,
Что бури бояться вам стоит едва ли,
В сущности, буря - пустяк.
В бури лишь крепче руки,
И парус поможет идти.
Гораздо трудней не свихнуться со скуки
И выдержать полный штиль.
Я пью до дна
За тех, кто в море,
За тех, кого любит волна,
За тех, кому повезет.
И если цель одна
И в радости, и в горе,
То тот, кто не струсил
И весел не бросил,
Тот землю свою найдет.
Я пью до дна
За тех, кто в море,
За тех, кого любит волна,
За тех, кому повезет.
И если цель одна
И в радости, и в горе,
То тот, кто не струсил
И весел не бросил,
Тот землю свою найдет.
Землю свою найдет,
Землю свою найдет.
Time Machine - For those in the sea
Do you remember how it all began.
Everything was for the first time and again.
How boats were built, and boats were called
"Faith Hope Love".
How amicably ropes were cut,
And the earth went away into the distance.
And the waves sang to us, and every fifth,
As a rule, I was at the helm.
I drink to the bottom
For those who are at sea,
For those who love the wave,
For those who are lucky.
And if the goal is one
And in joy and in sorrow,
The one who is not afraid
And he did not give up the oars,
He will find his land.
In vain did the storms frighten us.
Any sailor will tell you,
What storms to fear you is hardly possible,
In fact, the storm is nothing.
In the storm only stronger hands,
And the sail will help to go.
It is much more difficult not to go mad with boredom
And to withstand a complete calm.
I drink to the bottom
For those who are at sea,
For those who love the wave,
For those who are lucky.
And if the goal is one
And in joy and in sorrow,
The one who is not afraid
And he did not give up the oars,
He will find his land.
I drink to the bottom
For those who are at sea,
For those who love the wave,
For those who are lucky.
And if the goal is one
And in joy and in sorrow,
The one who is not afraid
And he did not give up the oars,
He will find his land.
He will find his land,
He will find his land.
Do you remember how it all began.
Everything was for the first time and again.
How boats were built, and boats were called
"Faith Hope Love".
How amicably ropes were cut,
And the earth went away into the distance.
And the waves sang to us, and every fifth,
As a rule, I was at the helm.
I drink to the bottom
For those who are at sea,
For those who love the wave,
For those who are lucky.
And if the goal is one
And in joy and in sorrow,
The one who is not afraid
And he did not give up the oars,
He will find his land.
In vain did the storms frighten us.
Any sailor will tell you,
What storms to fear you is hardly possible,
In fact, the storm is nothing.
In the storm only stronger hands,
And the sail will help to go.
It is much more difficult not to go mad with boredom
And to withstand a complete calm.
I drink to the bottom
For those who are at sea,
For those who love the wave,
For those who are lucky.
And if the goal is one
And in joy and in sorrow,
The one who is not afraid
And he did not give up the oars,
He will find his land.
I drink to the bottom
For those who are at sea,
For those who love the wave,
For those who are lucky.
And if the goal is one
And in joy and in sorrow,
The one who is not afraid
And he did not give up the oars,
He will find his land.
He will find his land,
He will find his land.