Hunt for the Red October

So I was listening to the Russian Red Army Chorus' rendition of the Hunt for the Red October and was wondering what they were saying... I could only pick out a couple words. So after a bit of internet sleuthing, I came upon the lyrics of the hymn "Red October". Enjoy!

Гимн Красного Октября

Холодно, хмуро...
И мрачно в душе
Как мог знать я
что ты умрёшь?

До свиданья, берег родной!
Как нам трудно представить, что это не сон...
Родина, дом родной,
До свиданья, Родина!

Эй! И в поход, и в поход!
Нас волна морская ждёт не дождётся.
Нас зовёт морская даль
И прибой!

(this part repeats)
Салют отцам и нашим дедам -
Заветам их всегда верны.
Теперь ничто не остановит
Победный шаг родной страны!

Ты плыви, плыви бесстрашно,
Гордость северных морей,
Революции надежда,
Сгусток веры всех людей.

(repeat)

В октябре, в октябре
Рапортуем мы наши победы.
В октябре, в октябре
Новый мир дали нам наши деды!

Ты плыви, плыви бесстрашно,
Гордость северных морей,
Революции надежда,
Сгусток веры всех людей.

Салют отцам и нашим дедам -
Заветам их всегда верны.
Теперь ничто не остановит
Победный шаг родной страны!

В октябре, в октябре
Рапортуем мы наши победы.
В октябре...
Новый мир...

Anyway... I just thought I would spread that around. It may be helpful to someone trying to find it.

And while we're on the subject of the Hunt for the Red October, can I just say that Sean Connery has the worst Russian accent imaginable!!! It was physically, emotionally, mentally, and gastronomically painful to listen to him say "Ну, пора," among other things. Alec Baldwin did alright, except for his botched pronunciation of "оставайтесь в покое." But once they started speaking English, I was able to enjoy the movie.

It starts... You think you know a guy

It was a couple months ago when I received an invitation to join something called Facebook. I had been in Russia for the past two years and had no idea what it was, so I took a look and discovered a useless website begging me to waste my time poking people and adding pictures. I was instantly repulsed. But somehow, late at night, with my Russian homework staring me down, it seemed like a good idea. And so, I became addicted (like everyone else) to a sort of online life—I started poking people... and I'm up to three photo galleries now. Mwah ha ha...

But blogging... who would ever do that? That's the question I'm asking myself right now. As for the answer, I'm still working on it. But in the mean time, you can read my random thoughts about whatever seems to be on my mind. Enjoy.