Любовь и Пропеллер [Ljubov' i Propeller] [English translation]

He was sad, he loved her, but she always refused

Whatever he asked.

Out of grief, he have made a propeller then, how -

he cannot understand himself!

Once he went to the field and suddenly saw:

She is silently looking into the distance at the razor edge.

Sorrow whelmed the youth, and with a short run he jumped down,

And the guy flew from the cliff, and the stray wind, attestor of his death,

Had howled.

She was crying and calling him, the girl blamed and scolded herself:

"Hegh, what a featherheaded am I!

Why was I holding him in distrust!"

And the guy flew from the cliff, and the stray wind, attestor of his death,

Had howled.

In that moment the youth appeared and smiling hung above the cliff.

And he brusted out:

"Surprise, honey!"

But suddenly his propeller died out...

And the guy flew from the cliff, and the stray wind, attestor of his death,

Had howled.