Translation of the song lyrics На море - Сергей Трофимов

На море (original)

Жара под сорок, дымит асфальт, кипят на светофорах тачки.
Палящий морок снимает скальп с толпы изжёванной, как жвачка.
В тарелках полуживых фонтанов визжит весёлая детвора.
Пора на море!
На море пора!
Припев:
На море, на море, на море грустят по ночам города.
На море, на море, на море гудят в далеко поезда.
На море, на море, на море скулит чемодан у стены.
Туда, где щекастое солнце тонет в брызгах соленной волны.
Родимый офис, как эшафот, работа зла и неказиста.
Хожу в костюме, как идиот, вовсю завидуя нудистам.
И хоть бы кто-нибудь мне ответил — какого пляжа я здесь торчу,
Когда я больше всего на свете хочу на море, на море хочу!
Припев:
На море, на море, на море грустят по ночам города.
На море, на море, на море гудят в далеко поезда.
На море, на море, на море скулит чемодан у стены.
Туда, где щекастое солнце тонет в брызгах соленной волны.
Пора на море!
Пора на-на-на море!
На море, на море, на море!
Пора на море!
Пора на-на-на море!
На море, на море, на море грустят по ночам города.
На море, на море, на море гудят в далеко поезда.
На море, на море, на море скулит чемодан у стены.
Туда, где щекастое солнце тонет в брызгах соленной волны.
Пора на море!
Пора на-на-на море!
Пора на море-море-море-море-море…

На море (translation)

The heat is about forty, the asphalt smokes, cars boil at traffic lights.
The scorching haze scalps the crowd chewed like chewing gum.
Cheerful children squeal in the plates of half-living fountains.
It's time for the sea!
It's time to go to the sea!
Chorus:
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, cities are sad at night.
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, trains honk in the distance.
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, a suitcase whines against the wall.
There, where the cheeky sun is drowning in splashes of a salty wave.
Dear office, like a scaffold, the work is evil and unsightly.
I walk in a suit like an idiot, envying nudists with might and main.
And if only someone would answer me - what kind of beach am I hanging out here,
When I want to go to the sea more than anything in the world, I want to go to the sea!
Chorus:
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, cities are sad at night.
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, trains honk in the distance.
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, a suitcase whines against the wall.
There, where the cheeky sun is drowning in splashes of a salty wave.
It's time for the sea!
It's time to go to the sea!
To the sea, to the sea, to the sea!
It's time for the sea!
It's time to go to the sea!
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, cities are sad at night.
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, trains honk in the distance.
On the sea, on the sea, on the sea, a suitcase whines against the wall.
There, where the cheeky sun is drowning in splashes of a salty wave.
It's time for the sea!
It's time to go to the sea!
It's time for the sea-sea-sea-sea-sea...