Песня о друге [Pesnya o druge] [English translation]
Песня о друге [Pesnya o druge] [English translation]
If of sudden the friend has turned
Not a friend, nor a foe, just- so,
If at once, you don't understand,
Is he just for a ride, or good friend,-
Drag the guy to the peaks-take a risk!
Do not leave him behind to climb,
Tied to one rope with you on the cliffs-
There you'll know, who he is.
If the guy on the heights-is uptight,
If at once limp becomes and- runs,
On the glacier foot and- drooped,
Stumble near ravine- and scream,-
Well, next to you then- a strange man,
Do not scold him, though- let him go:
Those ones are not taken up there, and here
Of those don't sing.
If he didn't complain, nor whine,
Though he was angry and sullen, but- climbed,
And when you slipped from the cliff,
Though he groaned, but- held on,
If he follow you, in the fight,
And to stand on the summit excites,
Then, as on yourself, it seem,
Rely always on him.
- Artist:Vladimir Vysotsky