Текст песни Коваль Иван - Дети тумана

You hear a sad tune capstan?
Do not you hear? Well, it does not matter ...
They leave from the harbor Children of the Mist,
Gone. For how long? Where?

You hear seagulls crying and crying,
Leaden swell furrow -
Tucked strict black mast
Over a gray curtain of rain ...

In the early morning wind in inclement sea
Where white foam boils,
Calm people unknown dawns
Gone their ships,

They are waiting storm watch at the helm,
Surf at the rocks of unknown,
And a furious roar of the ninth shaft
And reefs hungry grin,

And the hot nights and humid network
And the rustle of dry sails,
And the gentle, warm breeze kissing
Far coastal forests.

They are waiting for the shore four oceans,
There's a stranger splashing water ...
They leave from the harbor Children of the Mist ...
Return will not soon ... When?