Going underwater in neutral waters. For a year we can not give a damn about the weather, And if someone corners us, The locators will scream about our blunder. Save our souls! We are delirious from suffocation. Save our souls! Hurry to us! Hear us on the land! Our SOS is getting fainter, yet fainter.. And fear slices our souls In two. And our aortas tear, But donít you dare go up! There, left of the board, There, right of the board, There, straight on the run - Stands in the way The horned death! Save our souls! We are delirious from suffocation. Save our souls! Hurry to us! Hear us on the land! Our SOS is getting fainter, yet fainter.. And fear slices our souls In two. But its here weíre at our freest! This is our world, after all! What are we, crazy, - To surface in a minefield! "Cut the hysteria! Weíll plummet into the shore", Said the captain. Save our souls! We are delirious from suffocation. Save our souls! Hurry to us! Hear us on the land! Our SOS is getting fainter, yet fainter.. And fear slices our souls In two. Weíll come up at dawn. Order is always an order! If we are destined to die in our prime - Then be it in light! Our way isnít feated We didnít do much... We didnít have much! But do remember us! Save our souls! We are delirious from suffocation. Save our souls! Hurry to us! Hear us on the land! Our SOS is getting fainter, yet fainter.. And fear slices our souls In two. So we came up. But there is no exit here! Here goes a full speed to the docks, Our strained nerves. Itís the end to all sorrows, Ends and beginnings - We strive for the moorings Instead of the torpedos! Save our souls! We are delirious from suffocation. Save our souls! Hurry to us! Hear us on the land! Our SOS is getting fainter, yet fainter.. And fear slices our souls In two.
© Nellie Tkach. Translation, ?