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Tja hvem gider og skrive om sig selv, så her er noget andet og læse :D
"The Hunt for the Red October"
Holodna, hmura...
I mrachna v dushe
Kak mog znat' ya, shto ti umryosh'?
Da svidania, bereg radnoy!
Kak nam trudna predstavit', shto eto nye son'...
Rodina -- dom radnoy,
Da svidania, rodina!
Ai! I v pohod i v pohod
Nas volna marskaya zdyot nye dazhdyotsya.
Nas zavut marksaya dal' i priboy!
Salyut otsam i nashim dedam
Zavyetam ikh vsegda verni.
Teper' nishto nye astanovit
Pabedniy shag radnoy strainii.
Ti plivi, plivi besstrashna,
Gordast' Severnih Maryey,
Revolyutsii nadeshda,
Sgustok vyeri vseh lyudey.
V oktyabre, v oktyabre,
Raportuyem mi nashi pabedi!
V oktyabre, v oktyabre,
Noviy mir dali nam nashi dedi!
og for dem der ikke kan russisk :
Cold, overcast...
And my soul is filled with despair.
How could I know that you would die?
Until I see you again, native shore!
How difficult for us to realize that this is not a dream...
Motherland - native home,
Until I see you again, motherland!
Hey! Take to the sea! Take to the sea!
The sea's waves await but will not wait forever!
The distances of the sea and the breakers beckon us.
Salute our fathers and our grandfathers-
We will always be faithful to our oath to them.
Now there is nothing that can halt
The victorious advance of our native country.
You sail on, sail on fearlessly,
Pride of the Northern Seas
Hope of the Revolution,
The solidifier of the faith of all the people.
In October, in October,
We will report out victory!
In October, in October,
A new world was given to us by our grandfathers!
"The Hunt for the Red October"
Holodna, hmura...
I mrachna v dushe
Kak mog znat' ya, shto ti umryosh'?
Da svidania, bereg radnoy!
Kak nam trudna predstavit', shto eto nye son'...
Rodina -- dom radnoy,
Da svidania, rodina!
Ai! I v pohod i v pohod
Nas volna marskaya zdyot nye dazhdyotsya.
Nas zavut marksaya dal' i priboy!
Salyut otsam i nashim dedam
Zavyetam ikh vsegda verni.
Teper' nishto nye astanovit
Pabedniy shag radnoy strainii.
Ti plivi, plivi besstrashna,
Gordast' Severnih Maryey,
Revolyutsii nadeshda,
Sgustok vyeri vseh lyudey.
V oktyabre, v oktyabre,
Raportuyem mi nashi pabedi!
V oktyabre, v oktyabre,
Noviy mir dali nam nashi dedi!
og for dem der ikke kan russisk :
Cold, overcast...
And my soul is filled with despair.
How could I know that you would die?
Until I see you again, native shore!
How difficult for us to realize that this is not a dream...
Motherland - native home,
Until I see you again, motherland!
Hey! Take to the sea! Take to the sea!
The sea's waves await but will not wait forever!
The distances of the sea and the breakers beckon us.
Salute our fathers and our grandfathers-
We will always be faithful to our oath to them.
Now there is nothing that can halt
The victorious advance of our native country.
You sail on, sail on fearlessly,
Pride of the Northern Seas
Hope of the Revolution,
The solidifier of the faith of all the people.
In October, in October,
We will report out victory!
In October, in October,
A new world was given to us by our grandfathers!
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