Evening noise in the burning sunset br On twilight of winter day. br The third call. Hurry, remember me, br You that are going away! br Emerald wave is awaiting you, br Splash of an oar of blue, br To live our life underground, difficult, br Was not possible to you. br Well then, ahead, that our murky struggle br Into our ranks never calls, br If the transparent wetness appeals to you br Flight of the silver seagulls! br Give my regards to the hot, the brilliant, br Burning sun, br Your question pose to all strong and bright - br Answer will come! br Evening noise in the burning sunset br On twilight of winter day. br The third call.