That night I didnít sing nor drink At her I stared without a blink Just like a child, a little child But her lover from the past Told me coldly that I must Told me coldly that I must Leave; I just smiled And her lover from the past, He told me I would not last And I remember, I wasnít drunk yet As I was walking out the door She told me, just one hour more She told me, stay just until four please stay, we just met! But her lover from the past Did not forget me very fast We met one autumn, in a dark alley It was just my friend and I, Versus eight or nine guys Yes, he brought eight or nine guys Together rallied Now listen here, I had my knife And if I was to end my life Iíd do it bravely, Iíd do it proudly A cornered wolf against the wall, Iíll go down fighting as I fall Iíll go down fighting as I fall I was shouting loudly But her lover from the past Has picked the stage, he picked the cast He has decided, he sealed our fate One asshole had me in a lock My friend was shouting "3 OíClock!" My friend was shouting "3 OíClock" It was too late And so my broken life resumed In the prison surgeonís room There I was lying, alive but dying The docí was cutting left and right He told me, "It will be alright!" He said "Brother, try to fight" So I was trying For my love I was but a phase She had another in five days But I forgive her, she had her reasons Scorning her would be unjust As for her lover from the past For her lover from the past The dead have risen Scorning her would be unjust But on her lover from the past But on her lover from the past Itís open season
© Ilya Yakubovich. Translation, 2006