Where are your seventeen years? In the Bolshoi Karetny. Where are your seventeen calamities? In the Bolshoi Karetny. Where is your black pistol? In the Bolshoi Karetny. And where are you today not? In the Bolshoi Karetny. Do you remember, comrade, this house? No, you don’t forget about it. I say, that one has lost halve his life, Who hasn’t been in the Bolshoi Karetny. However, of course. Where are your seventeen years? In the Bolshoi Karetny. Where are your seventeen calamities? In the Bolshoi Karetny. Where is your black pistol? In the Bolshoi Karetny. And where are you today not? In the Bolshoi Karetny. It is renamed now, There is all new, believe it or not. And all the same where you haven’t been, where you don’t walk No, no, again you walk the Karetny along, However, of couse. Where are your seventeen years? In the Bolshoi Karetny. Where are your seventeen calamities? In the Bolshoi Karetny. Where is your black pistol? In the Bolshoi Karetny. And where are you today not? In the Bolshoi Karetny.
© Elisabeth Jelinek. Translation, 2018