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Lying on the ground , our submarine
Buried in the mud on the most periscope
 All because mine hour
From the boat made ​​underwater fraternal coffin.

   Above us the beautiful sea,
   And on both sides of the strip shores.
   There was a song about space,
   And the air - just seven hours.

Radioman shouts : & quot; Save our souls ! & Quot;
Through the water column and dash fly points
A muffled silence all the presses in the ears -
Letter to the touch and swallow daughter.

   Above us the beautiful sea,
   And on both sides of the strip shores.
   There was a song about space,
   And the air - just six hours.

Purged completely ballast tanks ,
But the submarine from a place not on foot,
Well, everything - the end ! And on the ground, probably
Already forgotten how we all call ...

   Above us the beautiful sea,
   And on both sides of the strip shores.
   There was a song about space,
   And the air - just five hours.

Lying on the ground , our submarine
Buried in the mud on the most periscope
Who is to blame that hour mine
From the boat made ​​underwater fraternal coffin