Triste Destino (feat. Oscar Larroca)

I return defeated
From the tragic Siberia
The wounded soul
And the frozen heart
Whip yoke by law
And hunger and pain
Cruel code
My withered flesh
Have been lacerated

I walk the streets of Moscow
Sad and wandering
I can't see
Because the snow has blinded me
From the sweet home remains a cross
My eyes cry without light
Before the merciless destiny

I will drink vodka
Vodka until death
The atrocious and cursed cold
That stuns me like a scream
Of a black abyssal specter

Serve me vodka
Vodka please
As hungry wolves roam
I feel their howls today
In my frozen heart

Old tavern
Your pleasant refuge
My poor tormented soul returns seeking
And in your whispers are no longer
The unmistakable voice of Ivan
And other dear comrades

Sad requiem
I hear balalaikas playing
For the remains of my life
Nomadic
In this endless night
My feast will be macabre
Gray tavern of the traveler

I will drink vodka vodka until death
The atrocious and cursed cold
That stuns me like a scream
Of a black abyssal specter

Serve me vodka vodka please
If when I finally became inherent
With the troika of death
I will travel to the kingdom of God