See you later, friend mine, see you later.
Darling, you are always in my soul.
Destined in the heaven, our breakup
Promises reunion down the road.
Bye with not a hand touch, not a farewell,
Don’t lament, quit saddening your eyes, —
In this province, death is nothing rare. Well,
Nor is living any more untried.
До свиданья, друг мой, до свиданья.
Милый мой, ты у меня в груди.
Предназначенное расставанье
Обещает встречу впереди.
До свиданья, друг мой, без руки, без слова,
Не грусти и не печаль бровей, —
В этой жизни умирать не ново,
Но и жить, конечно, не новей.
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