Suddenly our trodden ways must part, One takes the eastern road, one the southern. It makes me sad to see my friends depart, Itís sudden, so sudden. Heís gone, and many people, really, Donít care a pence. I donít judge others but I most sincerely Believe in friends! I am left unlucky, on my own. Storms sweep off human souls and traces. Iím feeling bad, my friend, no use to moan... No friend, no complacence... Heís gone, and many people, really, Donít care a pence. I donít judge others but I most sincerely Believe in friends! When some day my friend comes back and says: "We both were wrong. Forget the bygones..." Weíll recollect the past time days And smile in silence. Heís gone, and many people, really, Donít care a pence. I donít judge others but I most sincerely Believe in friends!
© Alec Vagapov. Translation, 1999