Текст песни Baltic Tea Party - Письмо

I apologize for the writing,
I write to the touch in the gloom
I'll end it soon
As long as I'm still in my mind.
There are no more teams
Only me and this fear remained.
The Devil himself has been here
His song is still in my ears.

Revolver and flask of alcohol -
All that is available.
Without a doubt
There is no hope of salvation.

That night, the wind died suddenly
Anxiety swept us
Thoughts were confused, troubled,
And godlessly lied to the compass,
Soon everyone began to hear
Voices from the seabed
This diabolical song
Settled in the head, drove crazy.

Who prayed, someone raved
Who shot, who - overboard.
I fought madness
And Chort chased after me.

The flask is empty, the lamp goes out,
The revolver is loaded.
Doesn’t change his decisions
Navy officer.
Only one thing saddens me -
I will not die as a hero.
But better than day after day
Lose your mind.