Honestly, it hurts, when you’ve stopped for good, done, -
And a friend have sold you out, sung everything, the scum:
About the old stuff, about the fight, Sashka sung to them, -
And two guys in blue, two plainclothes, raven black van...

Goodbye, Tanya, and maybe it’s farewell!
Goodbye, Tanya, don’t be angry if you can!
But it’s still hurts, that for no reason and why
To throw away from your life the whole twenty five!

At the trial, the woman judge said:
"See you in twenty five!", bitch.
Before, I would’ve cut the throat
for such a speech!
And now, I keep everything inside,
I tolerate insult, -
If ever I meet Sashka,
I’ll beat him to a pulp!

Goodbye, Tanya, and maybe it’s farewell!
Goodbye, Tanya, don’t be angry if you can!
But it’s still hurts, that for no reason and why
To throw away a whole quarter from your life!