My dear Ocean...

Павел Геннадиевич Черников
My dear Ocean, green and calm,
From your deep eyes there's no escape
Pastis in mist is dragging down
So, wait! We'll sail away someplace

Where's always light and peace and joy
In those eyes to drown in
The same as question is a toy
A lovely swing! Refreshing spring

A happy bird will fly with you
Alive when rainstorms coming down
The day - disaster greening blue
And Floating Castle and Floating Town

A trumpet sound down - up
To walk somewhere in footsteps
To look into a happy depth
My dear Ocean, no escape.