Ballad of Smoked-up Wagon, Англ Пер. из Кочеткова

Don’t Ever Part With Your Beloveds!

–  How painful, oh my love, how strange               
Once bonded in the earth, the branches intertwined –               
How painful, oh my love, how strange
Being split apart just by the rift of saw.               
The wounded heart will never ever heal,
It’ll spill itself with pure lucent tears –               
The wounded heart will never ever heal,               
It’ll spill itself with flaming fluid tar.               

–  Until I die, I’ll always be with you –   
Our heart and blood can’t ever be apart –               
Until I die, I’ll always be with you –
In love and in demise, forever hand-in-hand.               
You’ll carry at your side, my dear,               
You’ll carry at your side all over,
You’ll carry at your side all over
Our charming home, our sweet and precious land.

–  But if I have no refuge for myself
From the doleful and the serious regrets,               
But if I have no refuge for myself
From coldness and obscure darkness?
–  We'll have a meeting after parting,               
Do not forget of me, my dear!               
We'll have a meeting after parting,
We’ll be together - you and me.

–  But if I vanish with no trace – 
Like a ray at the conclusion of the day, –
But if I vanish with no trace
Beyond the star-belt and the misty Milky Way?               
–  I’ll have my prayers uttered for you,
You will remember Earth while you’re away,
I’ll have my prayers uttered for you,
So you’ll return alive back home someday.

All shaken in a smoked-up wagon,
He felt forsaken and subdued.
All shaken in a smoked-up wagon,
He was half-weeping, half-asleep,
When the express on a skiddy slope
All of a sudden twisted ghastly,
When the express on a skiddy slope
Raised all its wheels from iron tracks.   
       
The murderous ferocious force
One mangling press for all created,
The murderous ferocious force
All earthly cast away from earth.
… And there was no defense delivered
By the date that's promised from a distance,               
And there was no defense delivered
By the hand that's beckoned from afar…               
 
Don’t ever part with your beloveds!               
Don’t ever part with your beloveds!               
Don’t ever part with your beloveds,               
Your lifeblood must forever intertwine, –               
And every time bid best of your goodbyes!               
And every time bid best of your goodbyes!               
And every time bid best of your goodbyes,               
When leaving for a single speck of time!