Добряк [Dobryak] [English translation]

For all his life, he smiled

Broadly to everyone around.

Lent them his last money

And didn’t ask to borrow others’.

And they planted trees of evil

On his poor head,

And his back was crooking with time

Under the weight of the dense gardens...

Refrain:

You’re an outsider in this world, dude,

Run away, kind sould! Hide, kind soul!

There’s no way to help the rusty people,

Understand, kind soul: it’s too late, no way!

He had no doors in his house,

And anyone entered as they wished.

He served them round with what he had,

He didn’t know how to turn people down.

And they watered the trees of evil

Growing with roots in his head,

And his back was crooking even more

As he looked for answers.

Refrain.

He looked, with his child's eyes,

As this world fades around.

He wanted it to stop,

But he was the only one to want this...

Refrain.

• Artist:Skryabin