Владимирский централ [Vladimirskii Tsentral] [English translation]

The spring is back, and the rays of warmth

Are trustingly peering in my window.

My chest will ache again

And sadness will creep into my soul

On this walk down memory lane.

Let's go, raise hell!

And together we'll sin,

Me and that girl

That I loved long ago.

With that girl it all came.

With that girl it all went.

But I wasn't strong enough to forget her.

Vladimir's Central Prison, northerly wind,

On a prison train out of Tver, evil immeasurable.

A heavy weight rests on my heart.

Vladimir's State Jail, northerly wind.

Although I balled, it all came to naught.

It's not a game of chance that brings wrack and ruin, but an ace to an eleven.

Vladimir's State Jail, northerly wind,

On a prison train out of Tver, evil immeasurable.

A heavy weight rests on my heart.

Vladimir's Central Prison, northerly wind

Although I balled, it all came to naught.

It's not a game of chance that brings wrack and ruin, but an ace to an eleven.

There beneath the window, Inmate

There's a thawed patch

Alas, you are so brief

My spring.

I busk in it (the spring) being here

At least it is here

Oh, how I need your love.

• Artist:Mikhail Krug