| Song | Hymn To Red October (Main Title) |
| Artist | Basil Poledouris |
| Album | The Hunt For Red October |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Basil Poledouris | |
| Cold, hard, empty. | |
| Light that has left me, | |
| How could I know that you would die? | |
| Farewell again, our dear land. | |
| So hard for us to imagine that it's real, and not a dream. | |
| Motherland, native home, | |
| Farewell, our Motherland. | |
| Let's go; the sea is waiting for us. | |
| The vastness of the sea is calling to us, and the tides! | |
| Hail to our fathers and forefathers. | |
| We are faithful to the covenant made with the past. | |
| Now nothing can stop | |
| Our Motherland's victorious march. | |
| Sail on fearlessly, | |
| Pride of the Northern Seas. | |
| Hope of the Revolution, you are the burst of faith of the people. | |
| In October, in October, | |
| We report our victories to you, our Revolution. | |
| And to the heritage left by you for us |
| zuo qu : Basil Poledouris | |
| Cold, hard, empty. | |
| Light that has left me, | |
| How could I know that you would die? | |
| Farewell again, our dear land. | |
| So hard for us to imagine that it' s real, and not a dream. | |
| Motherland, native home, | |
| Farewell, our Motherland. | |
| Let' s go the sea is waiting for us. | |
| The vastness of the sea is calling to us, and the tides! | |
| Hail to our fathers and forefathers. | |
| We are faithful to the covenant made with the past. | |
| Now nothing can stop | |
| Our Motherland' s victorious march. | |
| Sail on fearlessly, | |
| Pride of the Northern Seas. | |
| Hope of the Revolution, you are the burst of faith of the people. | |
| In October, in October, | |
| We report our victories to you, our Revolution. | |
| And to the heritage left by you for us |
| zuò qǔ : Basil Poledouris | |
| Cold, hard, empty. | |
| Light that has left me, | |
| How could I know that you would die? | |
| Farewell again, our dear land. | |
| So hard for us to imagine that it' s real, and not a dream. | |
| Motherland, native home, | |
| Farewell, our Motherland. | |
| Let' s go the sea is waiting for us. | |
| The vastness of the sea is calling to us, and the tides! | |
| Hail to our fathers and forefathers. | |
| We are faithful to the covenant made with the past. | |
| Now nothing can stop | |
| Our Motherland' s victorious march. | |
| Sail on fearlessly, | |
| Pride of the Northern Seas. | |
| Hope of the Revolution, you are the burst of faith of the people. | |
| In October, in October, | |
| We report our victories to you, our Revolution. | |
| And to the heritage left by you for us |