And here our ways all of a sudden part: One goes north; another west will see. When a friend leaves, thereís sadness in my heart When he goes suddenly, suddenly. He has left - and many will not grieve Itís no big loss, itíll pass, it will. I donít know about others, but I believe, I believe in friends still. I am living in unlucky years, Tracks and souls in snowstorms end, Everything is going bad, and thereís no use for tears, I have no friend, I have no friend. He has left - and many will not grieve Itís no big loss, itíll pass, it will. I donít know about others, but I believe, I believe in friends still. And when in time my friend comes back and says, "It was a mistake for us to argue all this while", We will together cast a glance on bygone days With a smile, with a smile. He has left - and many will not grieve Itís no big loss, itíll pass, it will. I donít know about others, but I believe, I believe in friends still.
© Tamara Vardomskaya. Translation, ?