Baba Yak [English translation]

I got tired but can't rush

I got rested, I can't sit still anymore

I always ran after you but

Look, my years are passing at the expense of life

You are so beautiful, this is inconceivable

As much as black of my eyes, white of my forehead

My pencil is in my hand, doesn't write a line

Raki* is drinkable with it until the pain

Come on mate, light another cigarette

Its pitch may rot my heart

Then the day of reckoning comes

I may be your shadow, I may walk to your dream

Come on light another cigarette

Its pitch may rot my heart

Then the day of reckoning comes

I may be your shadow, I may walk to your dream

Light it up