Songs of Other Authors Performed by Vladimir Vysotsky.

Taganka.

A composition of Vladimir Vysotsky.

An old Gypsy with cards... Soon there’ll be a long trail,
A long trail and, moreover, a home from the state.
It appears that again our old central jail
Is awaiting her honest and faithful inmate.

Taganka! all of thy nights are full of light.
Taganka! what for hast thou wrecked my life?
Taganka, I’m thy unalterable inmate,
Behind thy walls, my youth and talent are to waste.

Be aware, my beloved, we’ll be parted sometimes
Even for years, our paths will be laid quite aside.
And I can’t promise thee that there’ll be many times
When we meet and I’ll see bitter tears in thy eyes.

Taganka! all of thy nights are full of light.
Taganka! what for hast thou wrecked my life?
Taganka, I’m thy unalterable inmate,
Behind thy walls, my youth and talent are to waste.

We’ve been sent to the North with the terms more than life,
But if someone is asked he’s committed no crime.
Take a look, O my love, in my rigorous eyes,
There may happen such a case that it’ll be the last time.

Taganka! all of thy nights are full of light.
Taganka! what for hast thou wrecked my life?
Taganka, I’m thy unalterable inmate,
Behind thy walls, my youth and talent are to waste.

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