Постой, паровоз... [Postoy, parovoz...] [English translation]

Hold the train! Wheels stop pounding!

Conductor, hit the brakes!

I'm sick and hungry, off to see my dear mother,

I'm rushing to appear before her eyes.

Mom, don't expect me - your good son,

but expect a released prisoner.

Prison life sucked me in.

And my life will be an eternal prison.

And if I'm once again behind bars in prison,

I'll break through the prison bars!

Let the moon shine its corrupt light,

but I'll run away nevertheless!

And, if the prison guards notice,

that I, a young man, am gone,

they'll shoot to kill - and I'll fall head first.

and I'll break loose of the prison walls and escape …

If I were to lie in a prison bed,

I'd suffer and die.

And you won't come to see me, dear mother

Never caress or kiss me again.

Hold the train! Wheels stop pounding.

Conductor, hit the brakes!

I'm going to see my dear mother for the last time

I'm rushing to appear before her eyes.

• Artist:Tatyana Kabanova