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712 B
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32 lines
712 B
Plaintext
Song of Tsushima
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The Tsushima Strait distant,
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Far from their native land,
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At the bottom of the ocean deep
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Forgotten have ships.
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There are sleeping Russian admirals
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And slumber sailors around
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They grow corals
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Through his fingers outstretched hand.
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When the nature sleeps
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And the moon is shining bright,
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deceased Navy Heroes
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Get up, waking from sleep.
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They start a conversation,
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And furiously clenching his fists,
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Of those who sold and betrayed them,
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Throughout the night the sailors say.
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They remember Tsushima,
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In vain their courage,
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And the sky beloved Motherland,
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And death in an unequal battle.
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And the murmur of the sea
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They say the sailors:
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"Get ready for a great battle,
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For us avenge enemies! "1939 |