Текст песни Кира Смирнова - Девушка из маленькой таверны

Little Tavern Girl
Loved a harsh captain.
Girl with eyes wild sulfur
And the brush is bright like a tulip.

Loved for ash braids
Scarlet lips untouched coral
In honor of which drunken sailors
Raised not one glass.

How many times with associated winds
From distant and rich countries
White Brig with Native Carpets
He led a harsh captain.

As if the knight is a gloomy but loyal,
He hurried to a cute light:
To the girl from a little tavern,
The girl is a guilty alarm.

And she calmly, great
Hi and hello.
But one day proudly and slyly
Threw the ruthless "no!"

He left durable and dull,
Head buoyed smoke.
And the outflow seagull blocker
Far loomed in the sea Brig.

This year, sighting award,
Despite storms and fog,
White Brig from Persia to Canada
Again led a harsh captain.

As if the knight is a gloomy but loyal,
He hurried to a cute light:
To the girl from a little tavern,
The girl is a guilty alarm.

He did not see a drunken sailor,
Rough did not hear the voices,
Just saw ash braids
Gray, grave eyes.

But by entering the curtain of the fog,
Filled on the cliffs of the White Brig.
Farnish waves of the ocean
The vessel was absorbed into one moment.

And no one could say probably
Why in the evening late hour
Little Tavern Girl
From the ocean does not descend the eye.

Again no one understood from the tavern,
Even the owner of the Kabak -
Girl with eyes wild sulfur
Rushed into the puchin from the lighthouse.