Perly i Lotry Shanghaju все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

The moon on the ocean was dim'd be a ripple,
Affording a chequered light;
The gay, jolly tars pass'd the words for a tipple,
And the toast, for 'twas Saturday night.
Some sweetheart or wife, he lov'd as his life,
Each drank, and wish'd he could hail her;
But the standing toast that pleas'd the most,
Was "the wind that blows, the ship that goes,