Песня про правого инсайда [Pesnya pro pravogo insajda] [English translation]

Refrain:

The ball hid in the close-clipped grass.

One second interval in the field and in the ether ...

They play according to the system "double-w", -

But I spit on it, - with us it is "Four-two-four".

Oh Insider! For him - what is football, what is ballet,

He always plays the right wing, -

There is no fairness in the world and on the field -

That is why I always play on the left.

Refrain

Now the insider scored a goal, receiving an exact pass.

I wish that he'd met me on the way, -

I cannot. My trainer placed me as reserve,

But he got on as if he'd break the feet.

Refrain

It doesn't matter! I wait a little,

And though I don't get a flat from the team -

I'll catch with him up today, I'll catch up, -

I may not win the world football championship.

Refrain

It doesn't matter! After the match I wait for him -

And then we have a little talk without a judge, -

I'll make a mess, I feel it in my heart - I'll hit

From the reserve bench the bench before the court.

Refrain

• Artist:Vladimir Vysotsky