Just the usual, sneaky kind. Let's do it again,

While the novelty is still on the base,

Let's not forget the old one.

But the real thing... how can I tell you?

Without lying. Let's go again

To curse people and fate.

People for being known

And we were honored.

Fate for not sleeping

And to watch over us.

And now look what you've done:

You left your baby

At a crossroads, and it doesn't matter,

And it's poor,

Younger and grayer

It's just a child

And it died quietly

Under someone else's fence

And went to the Urals. It ended up

In the desert, in captivity...

How can one not curse you?

Evil fate

I won't curse you, fate,

I'll hide behind the ramparts

Behind the ramparts. I'll hide behind the ramparts

I'll keep on writing,

Bored with the world, hoping

To visit you in captivity

From across the wide Dnipro

To you, my fate!