Текст песни Булат Окуджава - Не бродяги, не пропойцы

Do not tramp not drunkards ,
at the table of the Seven Seas
You Sing You Sing
the woman of my glory !

You look in her eyes ,
in your salvation ,
you compare , you compare
close to its shore .

We are of the earth the earth.
                                   And it
To hell with tales of the gods !
Just
            we carry on wings
that is worn on the hands.
Just
             believe should be very
This blue lighthouses ,
and then an unexpected shore
the mist will come to you.