The first seismic trace A long grinding sound 354 feet below the Barents Sea Torpedo ripped her heart And sent the second shockwave
Reputedly unsinkable she was Yet retraced the downward journey Of many boats before her No one can say for sure If anyone from the crew Could have been saved At least 23 of the 118 men Who died aboard Were alive When she hit the seafloor
And they tried to break their way through With pressure rising they knew They would not stand compression And they got weaker from the effects Of carbon monoxide following the fire
The glowing hands of a luminous watch A tiny spot of light Allowed him to note The precise time of his goodbye
"It is too dark to write here but I will try to do it blindly It looks like there’s no chance 10-20% We broke through to the ninth section ….where are you ?…. And we'll try to get out Hello to everyone Do not despair"
A premonition of death before leaving On the Kursk's last voyage Made him leave his dog tags A crucifix and a poem
"And when the time comes to die Though I chase such thoughts away, I want time to whisper one thing: My darling, I'll always..."
"There are no roses on a sailor’s grave No lilies on an ocean wave. The only tributes are the seagulls sweep. And the teardrops that the sweetheart weeps"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
