My Baltic sea!
The rain bases the soul.
We went for a small stroll
To see the sea fogs!
Oh, sea, my Baltic sea!
There are ships in the fog!
The horizon draws a stroke.
The wind is cool and free!
Oh, sea, my Baltic sea!
Baltiysk is the kind cradle.
The ships sleep in the shadow.
The waves is dancing spree.
It’s raining cats and dogs!
Baltiysk is waiting for a rainbow.
It wanna see the charming dayglow,
In the repulse of crystal splogs.
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