Морской блюз

I'm good tonight, For them I'll shout out too. The love growing in my darling Is a spell. In a porky, I'll have you call my smile. It is separate For you, style. And the bells know my bell will ring. It's sounding True, my cheek goes pink For a youth I'll slight. Wherever I'll go, And tell he's waiting for you. Good night, girl, my heart Tells you.