I куплет: Сколько звёзд на погоны Добыли в боях, Hа пустых полигонах, В неведомых снах. Дайте небо под крылья Подстреленных птиц, Журавлиному клину Скорую
Времечко настало, Жить хреново стало, Моряки твердили - "Дело дрянь!" Шли мы не по плану, Верили обману, И на корабле царила пьянь. В трюмах споры
Ships don't just disappear in the night Do they? People don't really die of fright Do they? We all know it just ain't so So don't be afraid when
I got a lord of my own And I got him at home He's the one that I trust Not to say I must But he's a friendly guy He used to live in the sky And
Leaving, but never far enough Like a ship caught in the bay We'll show each other where it hurts We'll make the fuckers pay And what is it we don't do
[Acording to the Roman storyteller Jordanes, the Gothic Tribes gatheres unter the flag of their leader Berik. From their Motherland up in the North they
The telegraph gave us hope Before was the silence and the panic it brought The sky was the blankest sheet We drew lines upon it so our thoughts could
Ships in the night Searching for day Beckoning lips So far away Shadows adrift Hiding from light Ships in the night Sometimes you feel Then again you
There is a ship and she sails the sea She's loaded deep, as deep can be But not as deep as the love I'm in I know not if I sink or swim I leaned my back
There's no work in walking in to fuel the talk I would grab my shoes and then away I'll walk Through all the stubborn beauty I start at the dawn Until
And I'm standing up in my practice room I'm all alone Speaker's almost blown And my new Gibson amp Oh what the hell.... Things are not so different in
Do you really believe in Buddha? Buddha sucks Do you really believe in Jesus? Jesus fucks Chorus: Is it alright really? It is alright really?
Have you ever heard the sounds in the shadows of a song? Have you ever felt the words blow right through from beyond? Years pass, people change, bluer
Schiff der großen Illusionen fährt langsam in die Nacht hinein. Mit Worten die im Wind verhallen hol ich es nie mehr wieder ein. Leer der
I'm waiting for ships that never come in Watching and waiting in vain It seems that life's stormy sea holds nothing for me But broken dreams and shattered
I'm waiting for ships that never come in just watching and waiting in vain It seems that life's stormy sea holds nothing for me But broken dreams and
Un gros coup de vent de nordet-nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau [repeat] Trois Navires de bl s'en fit rentrer-nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
(Traditional - Arr. GBS) Un gros coup de vent de nord-est Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau Un gros coup de vent de nord-est Nous irons jouer sur
