Наадя - Корабли
текст песни

The wind carries news and sand
I cover my face with my palm
Waves sing: here he is, he is coming to me
My dear, my black -eyed Jason

I see his ships
I see his ships

It will become a finger and I will come
Hands in cherry gold, mouth in honey
I live without him in oblivion and half
I live without him in a pitch hell

I see his ships
I see his ships in the distance.
In the distance

Look, your children sleep too calmly
Your bride will take a love poison

And the waves sing, no, no more
Who I loved so powerlessly

I see his ships
I see his ships in the distance

I see his ships
I see his ships in the distance
In the distance

I look at the waves
On waves
On waves

I look at the waves
On waves
On waves