Иваси, Алексей Иващенко, Георгий Васильев - Боцман
текст песни

Parrot from the shoulder of the old boatswain, take off
I looked at you for a minute or two.
I am a snotty sailor, and barely trim,
I can’t hold the trembling under the knees.

I'm not so afraid, I'm just not used to it,
At least in my year it is time to be a captain.
I want to be able to do everything, tell me the old man,
How to be kind, big, wise and constant.

Try to me, the old man, the secrets of the ancient seas,
You know, you will find what to share with me.
You know the language of fish and birds and animals,
Well, you managed to teach you to speak your bird.

Teach Rum to whip from the throat in the taverns,
Teach you to seduce long -legged beauties.
Live, so that you have a life under your spoon,
What would be crazy about the veins.

And also explain how to go around the typhoon,
How not to fall overboard, in storms just as in Shate ...
Explain how to swim, so as not to drown,
Tell me how to live, so as not to drown.

Well, you traveled the whole world, what are you, boatswain, are silent?
What does your bird look into the distance without blinking?
It is evident by the boatswain, you're right - you cannot live to live,
You can only teach to say a parrot.

We can’t read anything on the skin of a stranger -
We will try everything in our skin soon.
Are we really to warm the stomach in the sun in the sun,
Not for that we go to the restless sea.

I will somehow take a risk of studying my life myself,
Can you become a boatswain, avoiding storms and thunderstorms?
So you are really silent, the old boatswain, be silent,
And tell me to be engaged to your parrot ...