You think that Iím ahead of my time, Very rarely do I open up my soul, Iíll tell you about Magadan. Listen... But I saw the Nagaiski Inlet and its tracts, I didnít fly there from never-never land. Once I left for Magadan, I didnít run away from myself, not from tuberculosis. There I soon got drunk on wood alcohol... But I saw the Nagaiski Inlet and its tracts, I didnít fly there from never-never land. Behind me flew rumors in my tracks, Leading my aircraft into a blizzard, Nevertheless I left for Magadan to go to a friend... You never saw the Nagaiskiy inlet, you fool. I didnít fly there from never-never land. I didnít give my enemies occasion, I didnít cut my wrists, didnít slice my aorta, I went oh how I went to Magadan to the devil... But I saw the Nagaiski Inlet and its tracts, I didnít fly there from never-never land. True, I left here many ladies, They wrote me: "All your ladies are beaten" But I, I left for Magadan, quit... You never saw the Nagaiskiy inlet, you fool. I didnít fly there from never-never land. Now this business approaches the cold, And if it so happens, let it be annoying, Once again Iíll leave for Magadan, okay... Iíll see the Nagaiskiy inlet and its tracts, I wonít fly there from never-never land.
© Peter Struwwel. Translation, ?