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And the waves are raging away .
Comrade, we're going away,
Away from our land.

I can not hear the songs on the deck ,
And the Red Sea noise ,
A shore and dark and cramped,
As you remember , because my heart hurts .

On the tank really struck eight ,
Comrade need to change .
The ramp as soon as he went down ,
Mechanic shouts : & quot; Move ! & Quot;

Comrade, I watch unable to stand -
Said fireman fireman ,
The lights in my furnaces do not burn,
Boilers do not hold me too a couple .

Go you said , I'm sick
And watch without having completed his throw ,
All then expired, exhausted from the heat ,
No work forces - dying.

Comrade gone ... He grabbed a shovel ,
Gathered his last strength ,
Firebox door opened habitual impulse
And the flame it lit up:

His face , shoulders, chest open ,
And sweat with their jets hail.
Oh, if he could have someone there to look ,
Called the boiler room would be hell !

Steam boilers ominous noise,
The strength of the vapor shuddering .
Like thousands of snakes those pairs as hiss ,
From the pipes in some places breaking .

And he said, bending before the hot fire,
Deftly threw a shovel coal.
Downstairs was dark - a ray of sunshine and afternoon
Can not penetrate into the corner .

No wind today , there is no urine stand
Warmed water, stifling hot.
Thermometer to understand as much as forty-five,
Without air all steamshop .

After graduating from the throw , he drank water ,
Desalinated water , unclean .
With his face fell sweat, soot traces
He heard it driver :

You did not finish the watch - do not dare to throw,
Mechanic you unhappy
You should go to the doctor and say -
The medicine he takes, if ill.

The handrails weak hand clutching
The ladder he was rising up ,
Go for the medicine to the emergency room
Could not , in the heat was stifling .

Came on deck , the consciousness is no more ,
In his eyes all dizzy ,
Saw for a moment a blinding light ,
Fell - the heart is no longer beating.

Ran up to him with cold water,
Trying to revive him .
But the doctor said , shaking his head :
Nothing here our art .

All night in the hospital late lay
In the suit, wearing a sailor .
In his hands he held a wax candle ,
The wax melted zharoyu heated.

Say goodbye to fellow morning came
Sailors , friends stoker
Last gift he brought the ,
Grate charred and rusty

To the feet pryavyazali him grate
And Beds corpse wrapped
Came ship - old priest
And many tears glistened ...

Was quiet , motionless at the moment the ocean,
As a mirror of water sparkled .
Was the boss , came the captain,
And the & quot; Eternal Memory & quot; sang .

Board lifted a trembling hand ,
And shrouded body slipped .
In the depths of the deep sea obscure
Forever , splashing , drowned.

In vain did the old lady waiting for her son home ,
She will say - she sobbed
And the waves travel from the propeller at the stern
And after them away disappears ...