Текст песни Борис Вахнюк - Мы, честь по чести говоря...

We honor to honor the truth,
To shore we have not pulled,
Poobryvali anchors
We tossed out to sea.

Chorus: There is one law we have:
 Not measured mile on land,
 The friendship to believe, but in the compass,
 Yes tailwind believe.

We were not up to women, dammit!
But we, by hiding their eyes,
We believe the best of them
Beauty named Luck.

Chorus.

Let though God, let even the devil -
We are so and so go out on an equal -
Grab hooks overboard
And who wins - will see!

Chorus.

This is a song I heard for the first time with the film, and that & quot; Atlanta & quot; Gorodnitski (see. Related comments). For a long time I could not make out of the words!