Song about a friend

If you wish to understand, but can’t
If your friend’s really good as friend
If you can’t figure out like that
If he’s really so good or bad..

Take him up to the hill
You will
Stay with him day and night linked tight
You stay linked climbing highest hill
I believe, you will..

If he’s out of sorts.. upwards
Stumbling often and getting wicked
After stepping on ice he cries
Never helps; droops his eyes
He’s a stranger to you that guy
Let him go! Never scold, abuse
They won’t write any songs of him
On the mount he’s no use

If your friend never whined, complained
Went upwards being tired, upset
When you fell from the rock: he groaned
Firmly holding your rope

If he headed along with you
Felt light-headed on mount peak
You can always rely on him
He’s best friend, he’s not weak!

(перевод с русского, В.Высоцкий "Песня о друге")


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