To the top you , comrades , all the places ,
Last hits coming,
The enemy does not surrender our proud Varyag ,
Spared no one wants .
The enemy does not surrender our proud Varyag ,
Spared no one wants .
All pendants are twisted and the chain rattle ,
To the top anchor lift ,
Prepare for battle in a series of tools ,
Ha sun glinting ominously .
Prepare for battle in a series of tools ,
Ha sun glinting ominously .
Whistles and rattles and rumbles Circle
Thunder of guns , shells hiss .
And there was our fearless and proud Varyag
Like a hell of .
And there was our fearless and proud Varyag
Like a hell of .
In the dying afflicted and austere body tremble ,
Thunder of guns , and smoke, and groans .
And the ship is covered by a sea of fire ,
Hastala minute farewell .
And the ship is covered by a sea of fire ,
Hastala minute farewell .
Farewell, comrades, with God , cheers ,
Boiling sea beneath us .
Not thinking we have with you yesterday,
That now die beneath the waves .
Not thinking we have with you yesterday,
That now die beneath the waves .
Not say a stone, or a cross, which formed
For the glory we Russian flag.
Only the waves of the sea became famous in century
Heroic death & quot; & quot ;. Varyag
Only the waves of the sea became famous in century
Heroic death & quot; & quot ;. Varyag
