Suddenly our trodden ways must part, One takes the eastern road, one the southern. It makes me sad to see my friends depart, It’s sudden, so sudden. He’s gone, and many people, really, Don’t care a pence. I don’t judge others but I most sincerely Believe in friends! I am left unlucky, on my own. Storms sweep off human souls and traces. I’m feeling bad, my friend, no use to moan... No friend, no complacence... He’s gone, and many people, really, Don’t care a pence. I don’t judge others but I most sincerely Believe in friends! When some day my friend comes back and says: "We both were wrong. Forget the bygones..." We’ll recollect the past time days And smile in silence. He’s gone, and many people, really, Don’t care a pence. I don’t judge others but I most sincerely Believe in friends!
© Alec Vagapov. Translation, 1999