Interesting verse /reminiscent of something some of Pushkinskie/
Oh, ancient waters of the sea,
You have nurtured like a mother.
Born in the darkness of pre-primary,
Latest will on earth.
On the sea the Prince, the father of fathers,
Come to the call, come on call!
Salt your blood, and this salt —
Like salt in human blood.
Strause, the Lord of waters, king of the seas,
Come to the call rather.
The enemies we are one with you:
Want to win over destiny
And the death of the seas![1]
In the original:
Waters of the sea, thou gave us birth
And were our milk and mother both
In days when skies were overcast
You who were first shall be the last.
Sea-rulers, fathers of our blood,
Thine aid is sought, thine aid is sought,
Your salt is blood, our blood your salt,
Your blood the blood of Man.
Straasha, eternal king, eternal sea
Thine aid is sought by me;
For enemies of thine and mine
Seek to defeat our destiny, and drain away our sea.