For one hundred lost years
The starfishes light me from the sea floor.
Calm is all around,
Only reefs in the mud.
On the deck and ship gears
There's the salt of fate wrote “It's too late for...”
All my fronts are out,
It is all over, but
I saw the flag cut the cloudy skies,
Foe strike us from all sides,
Flesh blown apart by steel.
God left us in that deal.
“Varyag” –
Cry torn to bandages St. Andrew's flag. *
I was made for the ride
Through the oceans, through the raging tempests.
Beat the foe's side
All the way with full force.
For my risk and my pride
I was sold, betrayed, my fate was canceled.
And my grave is hide
Near the Irish shores.
Remember, how I was sunk for State.
Eight years I was inmate. **
Again I'm on the seabed.
What for – who'll answer for that?
The dark place
And only shimmering light on surface.
Lights of other fights like a distant echo I receive.
And now my armor roar – that's alarm of my heart beating.
I have to go forth, this is my own merciless belief.
For Lord, and Fatherland, and Tsar – the dawn will keep repeating.
“Varyag”
The Wind, please, let me breathe.
Stars, point the way that I need.
Oh Sun, bring me more heat.
The Sea, lift me from the pit.
Lights of other fights like a distant echo I receive.
And now my armor roar – that's alarm of my heart beating.
I have to go forth, this is my own merciless belief.
For Lord, and Fatherland, and Tsar – the dawn will keep repeating.
“Varyag”
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* - The song is dedicated to Imperial Russian Navy protected cruiser “Varyag”, that died at the Battle of Chemulpo Bay (09 February 1904) during the Russo-Japanese War.
** - “Varyag” was raised from the seabed and went on to serve for 9 years with the Japanese navy under the name “Soya”. Since 1925 “Varyag” remained on the bed of the Irish Sea.