***
When I leave unnoticed, friends,
And suddenly I will leave you forever:
You will remember, perhaps, one day me
And my song about the rowan.
You will remember, perhaps, one day me
And my song about the rowan.
***
My sun has gone, the moon is yearning
The winds died down in the open field.
All my life is left behind me,
Like a holiday that has passed in freedom.
All my life is left behind me,
Like a holiday that has passed in freedom.
***
Gone are the days when I was not bored
And my songs sounded;
With a guitar in my hands, I dreamed of happiness,
But the steel strings broke.
With a guitar in my hands, I dreamed of happiness,
But the steel strings broke.
***
It is not given to me to know that fate has decided,
When the hour of farewell will come
Let someone think, "I don't care."
But someone will remember the departed.
***
And there, on the edge, between light and darkness,
Hope will disappear, anxiety will disappear.
Someone will disappear very soon after me,
And someone will stumble on the road.
***
Then I will fly high as in a dream.
The soul will rise again for a new life!
Let someone forget about me completely,
And someone will sing my songs.