I asked you whatís all this rock-climbing for? And you were heading the top you were dying to start Canít you see the top of Elbrus from an airplane? You just laughed and took me with you Ever since you were mu close and tender friend My alpinist my rock climberette Saving me first time from an abyss You were smiling my rock climberette And later due to those damned cracks When I was praising your supper I got two quick hits on the ears But took no offence and said Youíre my soooo cloce and tender friend My alpinist my rock climberette Every time looking for me in cracks You cursed me my alpinist And then at every our ascent Why donít you trust me? You provided safety measures with delight My gutta-percha alpinist Youíre soooo uncloce and untender one My alpinist my rock climberette Every time pulling me out of an abyss You taught me my rock climberette And I tried hard to reach your level And you were at no distance I would reach the top and say enough darling Then I fell down but had time to say Youíre my soooo cloce and tender friend My alpinist my rock climberette Now we are tied by the same rope A rock climder & a rock climberette.
© Alex Sokolov. Translation, 2011