I am fed UP completely, I am full by now,
I even began to get tired of songs.
I wish I can go to the bottom like a submarine,
So they wouldn’t take a bearing on me.

A friend used to hand me a glass of vodka,
A friend used to say that trouble will pass.
A friend introduced me to a girl named Verka,
Verka will help me, but vodka will save me.

But nothing helped me: neither Verka nor vodka:
The hangover from vodka, nothing from Verka, you see.
I wish I can go to the bottom like a submarine,
So they wouldn’t take a bearing on me.

I am fed up completely and full completely,
Oh, how I’m tired to sing and play!
I wish I can go to the bottom like a submarine,
And not hand over the longings as well.