You think that I’m ahead of my time, Very rarely do I open up my soul, I’ll tell you about Magadan. Listen... But I saw the Nagaiski Inlet and its tracts, I didn’t fly there from never-never land. Once I left for Magadan, I didn’t 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 didn’t 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 didn’t fly there from never-never land. I didn’t give my enemies occasion, I didn’t cut my wrists, didn’t slice my aorta, I went oh how I went to Magadan to the devil... But I saw the Nagaiski Inlet and its tracts, I didn’t 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 didn’t fly there from never-never land. Now this business approaches the cold, And if it so happens, let it be annoying, Once again I’ll leave for Magadan, okay... I’ll see the Nagaiskiy inlet and its tracts, I won’t fly there from never-never land.
© Peter Struwwel. Translation, ?