Век волкодав [Vek Volkodav] [English translation]

For the valor of centuries that are to come,

For humanity's high-standing tribe

I gave all: I gave my life, and I gave my soul,

And my bowl1, and my joy, and my pride.

Now the age of the wolfhound2 is pouncing on me,

I was never a wolf anyway.

Better take me like that cap and tuck in a sleeve

Of a coat of Siberian plains.

So I would not be able to see all this dirt

And a violence for every day;

So that blue polar foxes in primal adore

Could all shine for me, showing the way.

Lead me to dark and misty shores of Yenisei,

Where a pine-tree is reaching the star.

I was never a wolf by the blood in my veins,

So I can not be murdered by one3.

It is not dirty-yellow galore of a press,4

It is not countrygirl's lucky charms,5

It is hot-breathing hot-blooded mouth of a men6

Boiling over and singing aloud.

Lead me to dark and misty shores of Yenisei,

To the hut of a six-fingered lie.

I was never a wolf by the blood in my veins,

In a coffin of pine shall I lie.

1. In the original - "bowl at the feast of the fathers"2. In the original - "wolfhound age", that is not an age of a wolfhound but rather an age that is a wolfhound3. In the original - "so I can only be murdered by someone equal to me" but it also implies that an LH can't be murdered by a wolf4. A Russian idioma "yellow press" is used to describe untrustworthy tabloids like TMZ. Dark-yellow is also a color of byproducts of burning tobacco, mentioned in the original5. In the original some girl is just knocking

her knuckles. But this can be seen as a part of an ancient Russian superstition: you gotta knock something wooden three times in order to scare the devil off.6. A lot of arguing around this one. I guess what OM ment was collective voice of all mankind

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