Текст песни Настя - Чёрный парус

BLACK SAIL
N.Poleva - I.Kormiltsev

My fire burns raw sand
My lighthouse will bring thick fog
Here is your port, here is your pier
Here your keel will meet the bottom

Wild heather on a high rock
My brother your friend
Black sail on the far wave
My view, your struga

Wotan will bring you back, Wotan ...
He can ...
Lie down on the mosses ... Wotan, Wotan ...
Love, until Wotan, Wotan will not fool
Whale way ...
Wotan, Wotan ...

Will be octopus from the depths of the sea
There will be an island of golden horses
You are my eye, you are my eye!
There will be a caw of a crow
There will be a hazy maidens song
You are my hearing, you are my hearing!
Keeps you ...
Wotan, Wotan ...

Juniper under the pine green
My guardian is your god
The cries of seagulls over a salty wave
My sigh your run

Tell me everything ...
Wotan, Wotan will check ...
Take an oath to me ... Wotan, Wotan ...
Touch the fire ... Wotan, Wotan ...
Hand ...
Warm the steel in it ...
Wotan, Wotan ...

It will be cold ice walls
Fever Sick Sands
You are my finger, you are my finger!
There will be ants gold
Diamonds king of elephants
You are my sword, you are my sword!
Wotan keeps you, Wotan ...

My fire burns raw sand
My lighthouse will bring down thick fog.
Here is your port, here is your pier,
Here we are waiting for your story.