Текст песни Читает Александр Орм - Муми-папа и море

ylo barely half past five in the morning , and Moomintroll was walking in the footsteps of Morra through the garden. Earth has had time to thaw , but the place where she sat Morra, were seen . The grass turned brown there . He knew that if Morra will sit in one place for more than an hour , there was already nothing ever grows up. Earth just die from horror. The garden had a few such places , and the worst of them , unfortunately, was located on the Tulip flowerbed .
Wide trail of dried leaves led directly to the veranda . There she stood . She remained outside the circle of light and stared at the lamp. She could not help it , she had to come as close as possible , and everything was lost . Always repeated the same thing : everything it touches , has died .
Moomin presented himself Morro . Hunched and shuffling his feet , he slowly made ​​his way through a bunch of dead leaves . He stood motionless , waiting for the fog surrounded him, and then stared longingly out the window. He was the loneliest creature in the world.
But without a lamp it was not very convincing. Instead Morra comes to mind pleasant thoughts about the islands in the sea and big changes in life. Moomin forgot about Morro and going between the long shadows cast by the morning sun began to play another game . You had to walk only on sunspots . Shadows also concealed immeasurable and dangerous depths of the sea - for those , of course, who could not swim .
Someone whistled in the woodshed . Moomintroll looked back . Bright sunlight gilded woodpile near the window , smell of linseed oil and rubber. Moominpappa casts a small oak door to the wall of his lighthouse.
- Look at these iron shackles, - he said. - They hammered into the rock . On them you can climb to the lighthouse . Must be very careful in bad weather. Imagine your boat is the rock on the crest of a wave , then you jump up , grab and hard to climb , while the boat drops back ... When it comes to the next wave , you're safe. Then you are fighting a headwind , sneaking forward, holding on to these railings . You open the heavy door , it slams shut behind you . Now you're inside the lighthouse. Through thick walls audible roar of the sea . Outside raging storm and the boat far away.
- And we are also inside? - Asked Moomintroll .
- Of course - said Moominpappa . - You are here in the tower . Look in every window - real glass . Light - at the very top , he breaks out all night at regular intervals red, green and white boat to know where to go .
- He will shine for real? - Asked Moomintroll . - Perhaps you could put the battery from the bottom and somehow make her blink.
- Of course, could, - said Moominpappa cutting a few small steps to attach them to the door of the lighthouse. - But now I have no time . This is only a toy to try out anything. - Slightly embarrassed Moominpappa laughed and began to dig in his toolbox .
- Wonderful! - Said Moomintroll . - Well, not yet.
- So far , - said Moominpappa .
Shadows become much shorter. Started a new day, a warm and beautiful . Moominmamma sat on the steps of doing nothing, and that's why it seemed strange.
- All the way up early today - said Moomintroll . He sat down beside her and squinted into the sun. - Did you know that my father's island there is a lighthouse ?
- Of course , she knew - said Moominmamma . - He talked about it all summer. There we are going to live .
So much could be said that nothing has been said . On the steps it was warm . All seemed right . Moominpappa began to whistle & quot; Raise anchor & quot ;, and it turned out he had a good idea .
- Soon I'll make coffee . I just wanted to sit here and think. That was a night!
But the lighthouse called them . They knew that to be sent to the island and go soon.