- Жанр
- Психоделический рок
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- История создания
- New continent. Starboard, captain! Starboard! Waves strike a side, strike a side of a ship. Sea winds chase us, tenth wave sinks. But, the lodestar shines astern. It means, hope is alive! Just shine, pole-star. Shine through the fog, Our beacon. We go, we go on your light. We will find, we will find a new continent. Wind has rent the sails and scream to the sailor: «I Will throw you overboard!» And hungry mouths of sharks overboard. the ropes have brocken off, the storm is raging and reefs have broken a bottom. Be cheerfully, sailors! Let it rip! We pray only for one: Just shine, pole-star. Shine through the fog, Our beacon. We go, we go on your light. We will find, we will find a new continent. And when daybreak will draw pink-blue pattern, tired eyes look at empty horizon. And when night was coming, stars fell down and fell down again. And all stars have fallen at daybreak, except the only one. Just shine, pole-star. Shine through the fog, Our beacon. We go, we go on your light. We will find, we will find a new continent.