Poems and Songs of Vladimir Vysotsky. My Gypsy Song.
The Sail.Translated by Akbar Muhammad, partly
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The screw has dissected |
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The shot isn’t expected |
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The battery gunners |
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The powerful runners |
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But the sail! |
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I repent, |
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Who craves for a battle |
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It really doesn’t matter |
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To many of hopers, |
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“Ye’ve had no good purpose, |
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But the sail! |
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I repent, |
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My praises to those |
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All parts of the globe |
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All high and low grounds |
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But I do announce, |
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But the sail! |
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I repent, |
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1966.