Vladimir Vysotsky. My Gypsy Song.

All Is Iced.

Our Globe is all covered with ice
All year long she is covered with ice
As if there is no spring and no summer.
So slippery is the Earth’s garment,
People often fall and hit on the ice.

All is iced on the Earth, all is iced
All year long all is covered with ice.
All is iced, all is iced, all is iced
All year long all is covered with ice.

One may fly all around the Globe,
Even without contact with the ground
Anyway he is sure to drop
On a slippery level or slope
To be crushed underfoot he is bound.

All is iced on the Earth, all is iced
All year long all is covered with ice.
All is iced, all is iced, all is iced
All year long all is covered with ice.

There is nothing but ice like sheet glass,
But it is not a kids’ rink for skating.
Perhaps a beast will be able to pass...
All is iced! and a two-legged one must
Sink on all his four limbs no escaping.

All is iced on the Earth, all is iced
All year long all is covered with ice.
All is iced, all is iced, all is iced
All year long all is covered with ice.

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