Титаник [Titanik] [English translation]

I’ve studied the secret charts symbols,

I've figured the course of our ship.

It's time to bid farewell with you captain, with you,

And with a vessel you stir.

I went below the deck,

I've been to the cargo hold space;

There I spoke with the master of rats.

Rats are coming ashore

In the nearest port;

They hope to survive.

Upstairs, an orchestra is playing up beat,

A foxtrot is danced on the deck.

A steward is pouring liquid fire in glasses,

Observing how ice turns to melt.

He keeps eyes on the dancers, who already forgot

That soon they all will be dead.

CHORUS:

Yet no one is eager to ponder on this,

As long as Titanic moves on.

No one is eager to ponder on this,

As long, as long as Titanic moves on.

The sailors sold a propeller to Eskimo for a barrel of wine.

And a judge with a pastor will argue at night

To whom this sin to assign.

And the judge will remind of juridical writings,

And the pastor will preach of the love.

But the shinning lightnings will make it clear

That their hands are covered with blood.

CHORUS

I saw the sharks on our aft;

These sharks have drool on their teeth.

You know, captain, all sharks are expecting

That soon we are going to sink.

Like a cold wall is looming in front

The Arctic ice pack.

CHORUS

• Artist:Nautilus Pompilius
• Album:Титаник