Там, За Туманами [Tam, Za Tumanami] [English translation]

Blue sea, there is only blue sea astern

Blue sea and the road to home is very long

There, beyond mists always drunk

There, beyond mists our native land

Waves whisper, inhale and cry

But they, strange things, they can't understand that

There, beyond mists always drunk

There, beyond mists people love and wait for us

Sevastopol' waits*, Kamchatka* waits, Kronstadt* waits

The land believe to and waits for its native guys

There, beyond mists always drunk

There, beyond mists their wives do not sleep

We will come back, of course, we will reach the shore

And then we'll smile and press our children to our breast

There, beyond mists always drunk

There, beyond mists we will over the song