We’re going underwater We can do it for a year. Submerged in neutral water. Weather doesn’t matter. If we chance to be found As sonar picks up the sound - They will hear our fear. Save our souls, we’re going! Were delirious from lack of air! Save our souls, were going! We’ve not much time Coastguard, we are fading Our SOS is dying, dying In pain our souls are ripping There’s not much time. Our aorta’s are getting torn We don’t dare go up top There on the port board There on the starboard There straight ahead The horns of the dead Bring us to a stop. Save our souls, we’re going! We’re delirious from lack of air! Save our souls, were going! We’ve not much time Coastguard, we are fading Our SOS is dying, dying In pain our souls are ripping There’s not much time. Down below we are all free This is our world here. Bui in a well-mined sea Surfacing’s insanity. "Get a grip, or for sure Well soon ram the shore!" Our commander shouted clear. Save our souls, were going! We’re delirious from lack of air! Save our souls, were going! We’ve not much time Coastguard, we are fading Our SOS is dying, dying In pain our souls are ripping There’s not much time. We’ll surface when dawn comes - An order is an order If we have to die young, boys It’s better in the sun, boys! Our course is not marked Lost in the dark... lost in the dark!! So please remember. Save our souls, we’re going! We’re delirious. We have no air! Save our souls, were going! We’ve not much time. Coastguard, we are fading Our SOS is quickly dying, In pain our souls are ripping There’s not much time. So we went up indeed That’s the way it goes To the docks at full speed Every nerve seems to bleed An end to our suffering To all ends and beginnings - We’re off to our moorings Instead of torpedoes! Save our souls, were going! Were delirious from lack of air! Save our souls, were going! We’ve not much time Coastguard, we are fading Our SOS is dying, dying In pain our souls are ripping There’s not much time.
© John Farndon + Olga Nakston. Translation, 2022