Баллада об уходе в рай [Ballada ob ukhode v raj] [English translation]

These is your train and ticket yours,

The best preserved just for you, my friend, of case-

This is a colored paradise and time to see your dream,

Three hundred years watching your movie, as it seems.

And all is gone- all seals for while-

All items are packed, and smuggling is denied

As a cherub, you are sterile-

At the second class, where linens are supplied.

Everything goes, whatever expected-

The train runs in haven- and smile on your lip,

O, how is desirable, how is requested-

Do not to die- but just to get a sleep!

The Earth platform- you should be glad,

Don’t cry for him- for our screaming he is deaf,

He’s going to see our Father God-

To haven traveling, as soon this world is left.

Please, tell “Hello” from us to him,

But if forget to tell- no problem, we’ll not ask “why”

We will survive a few years, it seems,

Before we all have to lie and die.

Everything goes, whatever expected -

The train runs in haven- and smile on your lip,

O, how is desirable, how is requested-

Do not to die- but just get to sleep!

And each will pass, leaving this world

All our descendants within three hundred years,

And please, O Lord- no nuclear war-

To meet the grand grandsons will have no any sense

You’re waken up- on way to come

To see the world where’s no cancer- looks so cool!

Where Hon Kong flu is overcome-

All you desires are met, and are you happy, silly fool?

Everything goes, whatever expected -

The train runs in haven- and smile on your lip,

O, how is desirable, how is requested-

Do not to die- but just get to sleep!

A bell is ringing- go to nowhere,

The lucky way- you happy dream,

And if you really see God there-

Please, don’t forget to tell “Hello” from us to him.

• Artist:Vladimir Vysotsky