The waters are neutral, We ready to dive. Regardless of weather, We are at our pleasure. But if we get busted, Their sonars will hunt us, Confirming lost lives. A Save Our Souls cantation: We rave... asphyxiation! Please Save Our Ship, all stations, Please rush to us! Please hear from your location Our signal’s weak pulsation; As terror rips all stations, our souls in halves! With blood vessels bursting, To surface?! - Not yet! There, next to the starboard, There, next to the port side, In front of our vessel, A horned death is waiting And casting its net! A Save Our Souls cantation: We rave... asphyxiation! Please Save Our Ship, all stations, Please rush to us! Please hear from your location Our signal’s weak pulsation; As terror rips all stations, our souls in halves! The sea is our country, We’re out in the wild! To surface in minefields... He’s losing his marbles! "Cut off these hysterics! This shore is your menace," Our captain replied. A Save Our Souls cantation: We rave... asphyxiation! Please Save Our Ship, all stations, Please rush to us! Please hear from your location Our signal’s weak pulsation; As terror rips all stations, our souls in halves! “With first light we’ll surface,” His order came fast. The death is in earnest When sunshine is burning! Our path wasn’t charted, The breathing gets harder... But don’t forget us! A Save Our Souls cantation: We rave... asphyxiation! Please Save Our Ship, all stations, Please rush to us! Please hear from your location Our signal’s weak pulsation; As terror rips all stations, our souls in halves! We’ve breached through the surface: No exit in sight! The wharf is in minutes! Nerves stretched to the limit. The end of all sorrows, Of all ends and forewords: Instead of torpedoes We rush to the yards! A Save Our Souls cantation: We rave... asphyxiation! Please Save Our Ship, all stations, Please rush to us! Please hear from your location Our signal’s weak pulsation; As terror rips all stations, our souls in halves!
© Kirill Tolmachev. Translation, 2021