Текст песни Юрий Визбор - Синий перекресток

Seek me now among the sea road,
For islands, for high water,
For blue crossroad twelve winds,
For the most beloved dawn.

Here the mountains are not removed snow gray clothes,
And the wind - only bail infidelity.
I am here to build an island - a country of solid hope
With straits goodbye and Separation.

Do not send me emails - herself came
Without asking subtle advice.
On the gentle shores of nomadic land
That year, all waiting for you dawns.

Until midnight shakes tired mainland,
I pick up the sun on the roads.
Then he was taken away on the flags of ships,
Download the mist at my doorstep.

Fog floating over the sea, in the heart of my dope,
Everything seems so simple and easy.
Hold on, my capital, green ocean,
Twelve wind, blue crossroad!