Текст песни Валерий Алябьев - Дуэль

Do not look so through glasses and lornets,
I am also familiar to play with the fire.
Early in the morning in the dawn, handling pistols,
With my best friend, we will shoot.

In this life, crazy you will not stay whole,
But as you want to live, and not rot on the sand.
Only foliage zadrocks above the trick
Only the heart will be squealing in a deadly longing.

Let not stop, explained at least
Who is to blame for, maybe I or him.
Oh, how stupid, believe me, dying because of the women!
Better vodka whipped behind the cart.