On the seas of the oceans ...


Across the seas, the oceans
Red pennant over a wave.
Do not walk uninvited guests
Along the shores of his native land!

Chorus:
The sun pours,
Heart beats,
And courage chest breathing ...
Over the waves with us
Bird-song his way!

On the submarine, on the battleship
Zorka watch we stand.
We keep the native sea,
The boundaries of their blue!

Chorus.

Flow, a song, above the clouds,
Fly under the sky,
Tell us about our powerful,
Martial, heroic Navy!

Chorus. 1939