K-141 KURSK
"The Kursk was part of Russia's Northern Fleet, which had suffered funding cutbacks throughout the 1990s. Many of its submarines were tied and rusting in Andreyeva Bay, 100km from Murmansk.
"Little work to maintain all but the most essential front-line equipment, including search and rescue equipment, had occurred. Northern Fleet sailors had gone unpaid in the mid-1990s because the money went missing before reaching the arctic north.
"The end of the decade brought with it a sort of renaissance with regards to the Northern Fleet.
"On the morning of August 12, 2000, tragedy struck Russian submarine K-141 Kursk. As part of a naval exercise, the Kursk was to fire two dummy torpedoes at the Kirov-class battlecruiser 'Pyotr Velikiy' (Peter the Great), flagship of the Northern Fleet.
"At 11:28 local time (07:28 utc) the torpedoes were fired, but soon after, there was an explosion on the Kursk. The only credible report is that this was due to the failure and explosion of one of the Kursk's new torpedoes.
"All 118 of the Kursk's crew perished aboard her."
Sorry for the long description, but I thought it would be helpful to know the lyrics and, hopefully, a faithful translation. Transliteration and translation were found on the internet.
HYMN TO RED OCTOBER
Words and Music by Basil Poledouris; Russian Translation by Herman Sinitzen
Holodna hmoora.
Cold, hard, empty.
Eemruchnoh v'doosheh
Light that has left me,
Kak mohg znat ya shtoh tee oomriosh?
How could I know that you would die?
Do svidonia, byehreg rodnoy
Farewell again, our dear land.
Kak nam troodnag pridstahvit shtoh eto nyeh sohn.
So hard for us to imagine that it's real, and not a dream.
Rodina, dom radnoy,
Motherland, native home,
Do svidonia Rodina.
Farewell, our Motherland.
Ay. Avepakhod, avepakhod, nass val nahmarskaya zhdyot nyehdazh dyotsyah.
Let's go; the sea is waiting for us.
Nass zah vootmarskaya dah, ee preeboy!
The vastness of the sea is calling to us, and the tides!
Salute otsam ee nashem dedum
Hail to our fathers and forefathers.
Zahvietum eekh fsigdah vierney.
We are faithful to the covenant made with the past.
Tepierre nichtoh, nee astanoivit,
Now nothing can stop
Pabiedney shark, radnoy straney.
Our Motherland's victorious march.
Tiy pliyvee, pliyvee bestrashna,
Sail on fearlessly,
Gordest say viernykh marieye.
Pride of the Northern Seas.
Revoluytziye nadezhdah sgoostk vierif sekh luydeye.
Hope of the Revolution, you are the burst of faith of the people.
Tiy pliyvee, pliyvee bestrashna,
Sail on fearlessly,
Gordest say viernykh marieye.
Pride of the Northern Seas.
Revoluytziye nadezhdah sgoostk vierif sekh luydeye.
Hope of the Revolution, you are the burst of faith of the people.
Salute otsam ee nashem dedum
Hail to our fathers and forefathers.
Zahvietum eekh fsigdah vierney.
We are faithful to the covenant made with the past.
Tepierre nichtoh, nee astanoivit,
Now nothing can stop
Pabiedney shark, radnoy straney.
Our Motherland's victorious march.
Tiy pliyvee, pliyvee bestrashna,
Sail on fearlessly,
Gordest say viernykh marieye.
Pride of the Northern Seas.
Revoluytziye nadezhdah sgoostk vierif sekh luydeye.
Hope of the Revolution, you are the burst of faith of the people.
V'oktyabreh, v'oktyabreh,
In October, in October,
Rahpar tu ium miy nashe pabiediy.
We report our victories to you, our Revolution.
V'oktyabreh, v'oktyabreh, Novie meeir fahli numnashy dehidiy.
And to the heritage left by you for us
Tiy pliyvee, pliyvee bestrashna,
Sail on fearlessly,
Gordest say viernykh marieye.
Pride of the Northern Seas.
Revoluytziye nadezhdah sgoostk vierif sekh luydeye.
Hope of the Revolution, you are the burst of faith of the people.
Salute otsam ee nashem dedum
Hail to our fathers and forefathers.
Zahvietum eekh fsigdah vierney.
We are faithful to the covenant made with the past.
Tepierre nichtoh, nee astanoivit,
Now nothing can stop
Pabiedney shark, radnoy straney.
Our Motherland's victorious march.
Tiy pliyvee, pliyvee bestrashna,
Sail on fearlessly,
Gordest say viernykh marieye.
Pride of the Northern Seas.
Revoluytziye nadezhdah sgoostk vierif sekh luydeye.
Hope of the Revolution, you are the burst of faith of the people.
V'oktyabreh, v'oktyabreh,
In October, in October,
Rahpar tu ium miy nashe pabiediy.
We report our victories to you, our Revolution.
V'oktyabreh.
In October.
I wish I was able to attend the funeral ceremony. I know many of my American submarine brothers made the trip and saluted them.
As a member of the US submarine force, I consider them as honored enemies, worthy of tribute. Many a time they tracked us and we tracked them.
To the families of the Kursk, your loss is felt all the way across the Atlantic. Their loss may have been in vain, but they were still submariners, brothers to us all.
mpullen99 1 year ago 8
Vjechnaja pamjat druzja!
gabrielbyrd 6 months ago 3