Gnashing of metal, groan of ship -
All of us will drown soon...
And you will never remember me,
And I will not find you...
Why any doubt? .. quickly come on
Let in quiet union merge! ..
You're not a traitor, villain - I'm not
We are in fear both...
Take my hand, with your mouth touch
Trembling of my lips...
And without backward ideas plunge
In the passion as deep as sea...
Relatives will forgive us for all -
Since we are going to die...
If someone tells you that it is dirt -
Drowning we don't care now...
Translation from DC
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