On the depth of cold blue sea
Where the sunrays won't go through
We have left the memories
Our pride and misery

Who can tell me why we care
Only when we lose the breath
Why we're weeping if it's late
It's our fate...

We made them saints
But they don't care
They're cleansed by curse
And I don't see obscuring lie
Who tells me why
We buried the "Kursk"?

We've got used to feel regret
When the angel take our dead
We just speaking useless words
Our mistakes are worth and worth
We are sorry, but they not
Who needs our apologies?
We continue live in lie
We don't deserve forgiveness...


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