Just one motive
Reaches me from the ship;
One credit –
For twenty-two rubles.
And I still have two weeks to live,
Work for eight years,
But I will prove in practice
What an ascetic is capable of!
The floor attendant
Threatened me the other day –
I enter the hotel
At midnight, carrying something.
And I still have two weeks to live,
Work for eight years,
But I will prove in practice,
What a skeleton is capable of!
In canteen number two
There is always kefir;
And my head is full of thoughts,
And all of them are about the afterlife.
And I still have two weeks to live,
Work for eight years,
But I will prove in practice,
What a skeleton is capable of!
I invited one to a cafe –
Alas, there is no romance;
I ate and ran away,
As if to the toilet.
And I still have two weeks to live,
Work for eight years,
But I will prove in practice,
What an ascetic is capable of!
And all the beaches are full
Of the most charming widows,
But it's a shame to take off my pants –
Because I'm here from the cold.
And I still have two weeks to live,
Work for eight years,
But I will prove in practice,
What an ascetic is capable of!
Oh, cursed Athos! –
I fell in love, like an aphid,
I'm taking my last funds –
All twenty-two rubles.
Charming, slender,
All the money for the fare,
Probably, she
Will spend it all today.
And I still have two weeks to live,
Work for eight years,
But I will prove in practice,
What a... skeleton is capable of!