Vladimir Vysotsky. The Interrupted Flifht.

TTranslated by Akbar Muhammad.here’s only ice above me and below...

There’s only ice above me and below.
What will I break the bottom or the top?
Forget thy fears, I’ll go up with the hope
On our meeting, and my further job.
Ice of the top, get a breakdown and crack!
I sweat for like a tiller in the season.
To thee, my love, I’ll certainly be back,
Just as I wrote of in that old sea song.
My age is young I’ve crossed my forties slightly,
Thank the Lord God and thee that I’m alive.
I’ve gotten what to sing to the Almighty,
And I believe it’ll justify my life.


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