Текст песни М. Кочетков - От безденежья и от непрухи...

From lack of money and from bad weather
I'll go somewhere in Komi
In a quilted jacket and torn treuhe,
Like some local coffer.
Enlisting in an artel with men,
I’ll scream songs over the river
Mining some stone
And maybe some ore.

And, it could happen,
I'll find a nugget like a weight
And maybe over the same river
I will find a precious emerald.
And selling to the dentist Katz,
Or his brother - a jeweler,
Ten thousand, maybe twenty
And maybe all thirty will give.

So poor youth ends
And rich maturity will begin
And I’ll swear in the capital again
It's not for nothing that I sweated so much.
And the wife is an aged nymph
Will cry with happiness like a pilot
What a ship held between reefs
And I’ve never hurt them. .