Текст песни Новелла Матвеева - Кораблик

The ship lived cheerful and slender:
Above the waves, the falcon soared.
Himself, they say, he built,
Himself, they say, made things up.

        I've gotten soaked myself,
        He dressed himself in oak and metal,
        He took himself on a voyage, himself a pilot,
        Himself your boatswain, sailor, captain.

The ship was sailing,
I was not afraid of anything.
And the volcanoes with gray eyebrows
Were led at the sight of it.

        There was a boat on the summer seas,
        He made faces to the last kings,
        Are all the countries in bloom, are they all in place, -
        I wrote everything down, I checked everything!

Fifteen times, twenty times per day
Other vessels met with him:
Stand, utensil a minute
And again, who will run ...

        The ship was moving, dreaming about something,
        Everything that I saw, was shaking on the masts,
        He made his own conclusions, - his own pilot,
        Himself your boatswain, sailor, captain!