I want to live by the sea,
Where a friend stands cypress,
And where with a mountain smile
They go on a long cruise.

White house under a gray rock
I keep in romantic dreams,
And in the morning, I will not hide from you,
Remains in bright colors!

There the sea is bathed from the dawn
And any sadness goes away,
Cries of seagulls, as if greetings,
From sailed to the azure distance!

The sultry summer is approaching,
Again I will wait good,
And, perhaps, at the sea I'm somewhere,
I'll stay to dream again ...
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