Here go the texts of Agatha Christy, no not the famous detective stories writer, sorry, but one of the best Russian rock bands named after her. If anyone has a better translation, please share. Mine version lacks rhyme, as you'll certainly notice. but I like the band too much to let it disturb me.


          SAILOR  
    
            ***

  Wherever the sailor goes,
   For his gold and silver,
  His flag will be raised,
   And wine will be poured for him.

  When the sailor is on the shore,
   All the girls run to him,
  They jump out of the pants,
   Exchanging money for love.

  Blame it on hashish,
   Istambul and Paris, 
  Sailor, sailor,
   Why are you sad ?
  Take a cigarette,
   Have some wine,
  And sing us a song
   About the deadman's chest.

  Wherever the sailor goes,
   He can't escape from death,
  And the green gloom
   Awaits him while he's on the shore.

  But this night he's not alone,
   Dead drunk and smashing loved,
  She's kissing without end
   His mad eyes.

  Blame it on hashish,
   Istambul and Paris,
  Sailor, sailor,
   Why are you silent ?
  Come on tell her,
   For the night is short,
  How the sea devil
   Lost his horns to you.

  Blame it on hashish,
   Istambul and Paris,
  Sailor, sailor,
   Why are you sad ?
  Take a cigarette,
   Have some wine,
  And sing us a song
   About the deadman's chest.

  Blame it on hashish,
   Istambul and Paris.



         HURRICANE

            ***

  After 40000 years of wondering,
   To the old mother the wind returned,
  On his last reserve of air and dream,

  Dream,
 
  Kiss me for I'm dying,
   But be very careful, mama,
  Don't look into the eyes,
   Dead eyes of 
  The hurricane,

  40000 years of being fairytale's guest
   The stars presented me for luck
  The strength of ocean, the heart of the deadman,

  Yes,
 
  There I forgot how to cry, mama,
   But I roar when from the fog
  The sails see the dead eyes of
   The Hurricane,

  The road to hell,
   The road to hell,
  Sing for us, wind,
   Burn, my soul,

  All my toys, mama,
   Have been scattered by the hurricane,
  There is no more fairytale, mama,

  Mama,

  The road to hell,
   The road to hell,
  Sing for us, wind,
   Burn, my soul.