The pier is empty, there is no place for me here, The sails of the caravel are like wings,
I raise the trumpet as if looking at the land of abundance through the scope. Save me!
I swim straight to the reefs, Guitar paddle - I hold it by the neck.
I try to row, but I'm afraid I'll make the wrong choice again.
And time - the river drowns me in the depths of the sea
Well, how can I swim, tell me, Captain, I was not taught
Give me something, give me something, my boat will sink.
And he went to other shores in another open sea.
Fear thickens, everything is behind, all landmarks are lost.
And I would go to the new land, save myself and the ship.
But the Sirens whisper: “Wait, wait, here the reefs and waters are deep
You will find a new land at the bottom, your ship will become wreckage "
Empty horizon, where to go, the open sea is closed.
It looks like the boat has gone astray. The story is coming to an end.
But the clouds are gathering overhead, the elements are looking at close range.
And the waves are sending me with a crash - hello. The storm begins ...
And do not care that there is no one to love, there is nothing to wait.
The past turns into a trifle, and it's not like that.
I could resist, because the storm won't rage forever
Waves are hitting, but I'm waiting for a good sign. My lighthouse shines on the horizon!
Despair chokes with cold fingers, fighting with a maddened mind.
An abyss hides behind the waves and looks with its unseeing eye.
And fear covers my head. The limbs are shackled in stupor.
And the blood evaporates - red-hot tin flows through the veins.
The boat groans with a desperate cry, burning on the sides of the waves,
As if hordes of monsters from the depths of the sea scraped wood with their claws.
And it darkens in the eyes from the roar, the wind leads you astray,
And the sirens scream with laughter: “You stupid! Swam past the land.
Turn around and see, there is a lighthouse and an empty pier
There are your innermost hopes, everything you dreamed about.
There is a city and a port, with a draw caravel and you are the captain.
Everyone is happy and proud. " Only I did not believe the speeches ...
In the madness of the waves, everyone is blind, it's hard to see deception.
And the land is not mine, my eyes lie, and my lighthouse is not there.
But everything becomes possible, if you withstand, wait out the storm.
But the elements are raging, the waves are beating, so what? Don't give a damn!
That there is no one to love, there is nothing to wait.
The past turns into a trifle, and it's not like that.
I could resist, because the storm won't rage forever
Waves are hitting, but I'm waiting for a good sign. My lighthouse shines on the horizon!
