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Posted: Aug 30 2010, 12:47 AM
Member No.: 1
Joined: 14-March 06
God, have mercy! Skipper, be brave!
Periscope, don't betray us!
The Naval Yards have given us speed,
And the torpedoes - victory.
God! Send us a British convoy,
So we can do our work properly
The "oak-leaf" medal hangs at the bridge -
By right! We have earned it!
The Russian sailor spins his turbines,
Howling, like Satan's windmills.
- God damn the Fuhrer! Our man
is the sea-salted Donitz!
- We have not sunk yet. God damn them -
sitting safely in Berlin.
Capitulation? Teufel fur dich!
We are on our own boat!
We will fight on - as long as diesel
sloshes in our fuel tank,
As long as there's oxygen for the crew,
As long as the screws are spinning!
Just let our Fortune keep guarding us,
Let the sea hide our trail.
God, send us some British ships -
And protect the Navy!