Спасите наши души [Spasite nashi dushi] [English translation]

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.

CHORUS:

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!

CHORUS

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.

CHORUS

“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!

CHORUS

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!

CHORUS

• Artist:Vladimir Vysotsky