In our circle none easily could get,
Itís me who brought him (ever since am sorry),
I brought him to keep company and said:
ďHe is with me; letís drink and do not worry!Ē
He drank, the proper way, and looked enjoyed,
And seemed to be like we were, basked in glory...
The next day he betrayed us - all the joined, -
I was mistaken, good old boys, Iím sorry!
To follow the trial was unable,
And after it, - a barrack - cold and drear -
It seems night covers the entire gamble;
For sake of truth, - the night is always here.
I will preserve some strength at least awhile, -
He thinks the term forever will endure,
Too early he is sending his good-bye,
He is mistaken, know it for sure!
I donít believe the night is once for all,
On day of reckoning, the life and the death matter,
Iíll ask the boys: ďFor there was my fault,
Let him for me, this time I should be better!Ē