A game of cards on the table, gentlemen,
That’s marked a game of cards!
He mixed them up ", - When?"
"Baron when you have been drinking water..."

The knave has holes, that’s a fact!
Baron, your debts are settled!
You are a scoundrel, your honour, -
I shall be at your command!

What? I do not hear anything special from you...
Oh no, thats not how it works...
...But in this time Bonaparte
has crossed the border.

They could not finish the game, -
Give the diamonds back!
And you, Baron and you, Vicomte,
I’ll ask you to be my seconds

Answer me, if I’m not right, -
But beforehand, everything is a lie!
With your weapon, Graf?!
You can choose - quickly!

I’ll not be getting an infarct,
you’ll not be brought to the hospital!
But in this time Bonaparte
has crossed the border

"Now it’s enough, decide myself!
With swords, with pistols...
Though it would be more fitfull for you
With Ladies" amulets.

Dagger... - oh, if you only could... -
I have them in the campaigns
But you would certainly prefer
to play with marked cards!

Soon your pleasure for the cards will vanish
You have a fight before you
... But in the time Bonaparte
Has crossed the border

"Don’t pick me up, don’t care,
I’ll get up by myself, I’ll be able to!
I’ll challenge him again
When I shall become sober.

Baron, be quiet, Vicomte don’t lament!
Nevermind, that there are many people
He must tell, the old foggy
What he marked the game of cards with

If he disclosed the secret -
The duel will not take place, -
...But in this time Bonaparte
Has crossed the border

And if he refuses to speak
I swear by my head
You can consider your countess
By nightfall already a widow

And though I can’t stand jokers
I can get quite agitated
And shoot the count
right through his buttocks

 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 

It was June or maybe March
The migrant birds flew from the south
...But in the time Bonaparte
Has crossed the border

Ah, count, I apologize
I behaved tactlessly
I wanted to ask you a long time ago
But somehow didn’t dare to

I wanted to ask in private.
Was embarrassed to ask in public
And so I had to start
This riot and this brawl

It was the spring month of March
The birds returned from the south
...But in the time Bonaparte
Has crossed the border

 
 
 
 

Oh yes, I drank the entire pint
And immediately played the heart
Idiot? Really? Whatever, I’m ready...
OK so, you will shoot first...