The small telegraphist
by Yury Vizbor
1.In the Arkhangelsk sea port
The icebreaket had moored.
In hard labour and in sweat
He had finished his way yet.
R.:
You hear the air whistle -
That is the distant shore.
I'm the small telegraphist
On this great ship I serve.
2. The long way was so hard,
The spring ice was just the same.
All wish now resting, though I
Wish going other way.
3.On a rocky isle there live,
Which is lost in a boundless sea,
One girl - the telegraphist
And she's waiting only me.
4. When we'd visited isle, that time
I was only looking at her,
Being timid and being so shy
To have there the serious talk.
5. But today I say you: 'Please, catch wave!
This wave'll bring for you only the thruth
By small points and dashes in play
How I love you! I love you! I love you! '
6. I sign this simple radiogram sheet
In such formal and usual way:
'I'm the small loving telegraphist
From the ocean ship so great'.
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In russian:
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