Vladimir Vysotsky. A Ballad of Fighting.

Commentary to “The Goner’s Song”.

This song has much in common with Alexander Pushkin’s poem “I’ve outlived what I was yearning...” (this text is a version of Dina Belyaeva’s translation):

I’ve outlived what I was yearning,
I’ve out loved what I did dream!
I’m left with dire anguish burning,
A sign of hollow heart within.

Under the spell of cruel fortune,
My glory days have waned away!
I live alone in gloomy torture,
And wait but for my final day.

Such as when chills of autumn heighten
While winter blizzards take their hold,
Left on a barren branch, forsaken,
The last leaf shakes against the cold.

The song was written in 1971.

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