白蒙蒙的海面上,风儿在收集着阴云。在阴云和海的中间,得意洋洋地掠过了海鸥,好象银色的闪电。一忽儿,翅膀碰到浪花,一忽儿,象箭似地冲到阴云,它在叫着,而在这勇敢的叫喊里——有的是对于暴风雨的渴望!愤怒的力量,热情的火焰和对于胜利的确信。 On the white sea, the wind collected dark clouds. In the middle of the clouds and the sea, the gulls swept proudly, like silver lightning. At first glance, the wings touched the waves, and at once they rushed to the clouds like an arrow, and they cried, and in this brave shouting—some were the thirst for the storm! The power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm, and the victory Convinced.