Мой друг музыкант [Moj drug muzykant] [English translation]

My friend, a musician,

Knows a lot of fun things;

My friend, a musician,

Doesn't look like the ordinary people.

He "constructs" his chord

From what he sees around,

And he says,

That it's the divine sound.

I heard that he is very good,

And when he's not drunk, he plays like god.

And I, being a simple soul, look not breathing at him,

How he with inspiration

Fills his wineglass,

My friend, a musician...

My friend, a musician,

He just waits for the right day

To take the bow of violin

And to play something for me.

And all our world

Then will wither on the vine,

And if it will not do so,

Then the world would be a big swine;

But today is an unusually pensive day,

And yesterday it was rain, and he was lazy to play.

Perhaps tomorrow, yes, tomorrow for sure;

In the glory of the music

Today we'll start to drink from brandy...