Текст песни Большой детский хор сол.Сергей Парамонов - Прощайте, скалистые горы 1975 г

Farewell, rocky mountains
Music: E. Zharkovsky Words: N. Bukin

Farewell, rocky mountains,
In a feat Motherland Calls!
We went out into the open sea,
In severe and long march.

A wave and the moaning and crying,
And splash on board ...
Melted in the distant fog Rybachiy
Birthmarks our land.

Ship my stubbornly shakes
Cool sea wave
Raise and again throws
In the boiling abyss it.

The converse is true, I will not soon,
But enough to battle the fire.
I know, friends, that I do not live without the sea,
As the sea is dead without me.

It is not easy gait of a sailor
I go to meet the enemy,
After a heroic victory
I get back to the rocky shores.

Though the waves and moan and cry,
And splash on board the ship,
But happily meet heroes Rybachiy
Birthmarks our land.

1942