The ships are sail away
To saulty routs and rising,
Where nights mix to the day,
Where borns and sleeps horizon.
They sail from yesterday,
From thirst ,and heat, and troubles.
They growl, and puff, and play
Great musik of the funnels.
There'll be the longest way
Untill they cast an anchor.
The earth has swum away
And covered under mantel.
But I stand on a shore
And look with great emotions.
I think I would some more -
To swim across the oceans...
The Ships Are Sail Away
© Copyright: Юрий Розвадовский, 2008
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