БАРК
под именем "Чайный Билл"
он нос под ветром опустил
труби, забияки, труби!
эх поскорей бы барк пришел
неся нам сахар, чай и ром
чтоб нам поработать языком
и в море вновь уйти
и двух недель не прошло в пути
как справа прыгнул кит--гляди!
и капитан стал руль крутить
чтоб в трос попал тот кит!
но прежде чем исправить курс
в корабль кита ударил хвост
гарпун в прицел, штурвал вразнос--
нырнул под дно тот кит!
не срезан трос, не волен кит
а у капитана не карман горит--
в нём китобойский дух горит:
на трос его взял кит!
и сорок дней дней а то больше
был трос то тоньше а то толще
и шлюпок почти уж нету больше--
но не сдавался кит!
и вновь продолжается бой морской
и бьются кит и китобой
и барк всё приходит с питьём и едой
и горой за китобоев стоит!
The Longest Johns
There once was a ship that put to sea
And the name of that ship was the Billy o' Tea
The winds blew hard, her bow dipped down
Blow, me bully boys, blow (huh)
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
She had not been two weeks from shore
When down on her a right whale bore
The captain called all hands and swore
He'd take that whale in tow (huh)
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
Before the boat had hit the water
The whale's tail came up and caught her
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her
When she dived down below (huh)
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
No line was cut, no whale was freed
An' the captain's mind was not on greed
But he belonged to the Whaleman's creed
She took that ship in tow (huh)
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
For forty days or even more (ooh)
The line went slack then tight once more
All boats were lost, there were only four
And still that whale did go
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
As far as I've heard, the fight's still on
The line's not cut, and the whale's not gone
The Wellerman makes his regular call
To encourage the captain, crew and all
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
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