Текст песни Марко Поло - Марко Поло

MARCO POLO

Evening quivering, ardent evening,
The edge of the fog, sunset melting
Waiting for the lights far unprecedented -
In those places we have not yet sailed.

He called freedom of the sea I,
We sang for a long mast of a ship,
Moonlight road beckons silver
Not to think otherwise ...

CHORUS:
Forgive me, my land,
For my passion and hunger
What will not you the one
Forever gave
My name is distant sea
I like Marco Polo,
In the arms of the young Dawn
One day she called.

We marked the finger of fate,
Not a hindrance to us counter winds,
If a shiver, only anticipation,
Life is not waiting - and life is movement.

Do not anticipate that promises wave
As the string ringing silence of the night,
Holding my breath, so as not to scare off
Spirits, guarding the way.

CHORUS