The port wine is pouring into the rivers, into the sea
Wait for me, if in the port there are
No lanterns, no light
The sea got frozen, I'm moving on skates

Wait for me from the north
Wait for me, beast
In the thunderstorms of autumn
On winter's Thursday

Black as a laugh, the sail rises
Wait for me as a tear-off calendar
No lantern, no light
Think that my temples got grey
Chase away the cute ones
Keep the first joke in your heart

The port wine is pouring into the rivers, into the sea
Wait for me, if in the port there are
No lanterns, no light
The sea got frozen, I'm moving on skates