When the blue seas
Zephyr glides softly blows
The sails of proud ships
And the boats on the waves cherishes;
Worries and thoughts syllables cargo,
Then I am lazy fun -
And I forget the Muses lyrics:
I Sea sweeter sweet noise.
When the wave of bregam
roar, boil and foam splash,
And the thunder of heaven,
And lightning in the darkness shine -
I move away from the seas
In welcoming dubrovy;
The earth seems to me the right,
And me miserable fisherman harsh;
Living in utlom on front,
The plaything of blind abyss.
I'm a reliable silence
I heed the noise of the stream valley.
