Текст песни Аркадий Северный - Пара гнедых

A pair of bay, harnessed to the dawn,
skinny, hungry, and pitiful.
You are quietly weaving at a small trot-
your coachman is always in a hurry.
You were once also trotters
and you had dashing coachmen.
your mistress has grown old with you
a pair of bay, a couple of bay.

A Greek from Odessa, a Jew from Warsaw,
young cornet and gray-haired general,
everyone was looking for love and fun in her
and fell asleep on her chest.
Where are you, where,
in what new goddess
are you looking for your ideals?
You, only you, are faithful to her to this day,
a pair of bay, a couple of bay.

Quiet foggy morning in the capital
crawling along the street slowly,
in a pine coffin the remains of a harlot
a couple of bay ones are barely being carried.
Who is accompanying her to the cemetery?
She has no friends or relatives.
A few only ragged beggars
yes a couple of bay, a couple of bay.