Ф. В. Гинзбург. Песня учителей

TEACHERS’ SONG
(ПЕСНЯ УЧИТЕЛЕЙ)
One more day is coming to an end,
And we feel that our eyes are heavy.
But we take on tiredness firm stand -
Don’t surrender, trying to be steady.
Work with our children’s like a feat.
Every time we do it undefeated.
Our job is life we wish to lead,
And despondency is not admitted!

Refrain: School is our compass in life!
               And salary’s given for valour.
               So little it can be sometimes
               To sing about happiness ever…

Every teacher has a poet’s soul,
School will never make a teacher weep.
Though sometimes there’s absolutely no
Private life, offence prevents from sleep.
We posses the strength of mind and heart
That to our children is presented.
And what’s very flattering is that
They’ve been loving us and understanding.

Though sometimes to do all things unable
We are, doubts are gnawing every day,
And with damned multiplication table
Striving to throw everything away, 
But we cannot live without the kids
And the job for us is like addiction.
Teacher’s a diagnosis, indeed,
That is neither fantasy nor fiction.