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Song of the Stormy Petrel


Above the gray plain of the sea breeze clouds gather. Between the clouds and the sea proudly fluttering Petrel, like black lightning.
That wing touching the waves, then an arrow soaring into the clouds, he cries, and - the clouds hear the joy in bold cry of a bird.
In that cry - the thirst of the storm! The force of anger, flame of passion and certainty in victory hear the clouds in this cry.
Seagulls groan before the storm - moan, rushing over the sea and to the bottom of it ready to hide his terror before the storm.
And loons too groan - they, loon, unavailable battle of enjoyment of life: thunder frightens them.
Silly penguin shyly hides body fat in the rocks ... only the proud Petrel reet boldly and freely over the gray foam of the sea!
All darkness and descend below the clouds over the sea, and sing, and rush to the wave height to meet the thunder.
Thunder rumbles. The froth of anger moan the waves, the wind of the dispute. Here it covers the waves flocks of wind hug strong and throws them with a flourish in the wild rage in the cliffs, crashing into the dust and splashes of emerald masses.
Petrel screaming flies, black lightning such as an arrow pierces clouds, waves foam tear wing.
Here it is worn like a demon - proud, black demon of the storm - and laughs and cries ... he laughs over the clouds, he cries with joy!
The Thunder anger - sensitive demon - he has long heard weariness, he is confident that will not hide the sun clouds - no, do not hide!
Wind howls ... Thunder rumbles ...
Blue flame burning flocks of clouds over the abyss of the sea. Sea catches arrows of lightning and its depths extinguishes. Similarly, the fiery serpent twisted into the sea, fading, reflection of lightning.
- Storm! Will soon break out the storm!
This is a bold Petrel proudly flies between the lightning over the sea roaring in anger; shouts the prophet of victory:
- Let It Storm .. 1936!