Дом хрустальный [Dom hrustal'nyj] [English translation]

If I’m rich just as the king of seas,

Shout for me to catch a fishing lure.

Both the water and the terrain spheres

I will gladly throw away for sure!

CHORUS:

House of crystal, just for her, on the hill.

I would stay enchained like a guarding dog.

Oh, my crystal-clear, silver creeks and springs,

Oh, my placers that are full of gold!

There is no one to compare you with,

You can execute me, you can hang.

Look how much I am admiring thee,

As a painting by great Raphael!

CHORUS

If I’m poor and, like a dog, alone,

And my house’s a poor thing but my own,

Will you help me in my need, O Lord?

Please don’t let my life be thrown overboard!

CHORUS

• Artist:Vladimir Vysotsky