После перевода Алисы пришлось поправлять неточности перевода Алисой
После перевода Алисы пришлось поправлять неточности перевода Алисой [Verse 1] My fate is hazy, and my life’s the outlaw way, Each day the drunken guitar and cigarette smoke stay. The words are soulful, and the old song never fades, A tear is rolling down like it always does these days [Chorus] Nakhálovka, your nights are full of fire and light, Nakhálovka holds my heart each day and night. Bogatyánovka, I’m your seasoned prisoner, My dreams shattered against your barrier. [Verse 2] Marked cards, the shell game, nimble fingers quick, A coin purse, a pocket watch, and a cigarette case. A paddy wagon rattles far behind me still, But for now I've got my luck and drunken haze. [Chorus] Nakhálovka, your nights are full of fire and light, Nakhálovka holds my heart each day and night. Bogatyánovka, I’m your seasoned prisoner, My dreams shattered against your barrier. [Verse 3] I know, my Nakhálovka, we won't meet anymore, Different roads for us, that's how it goes. The law caught up with me, I can't slip free, Another cell, another pair of chains for me. [Instrumental break] [Spoken words, male] While I'm locked away, they'll wipe out the name of Nakhálovka, the district of the city, the district of my soul. [Chorus] Nakhálovka, your nights are full of fire and light, Nakhálovka holds my heart each day and night. Bogatyánovka, I’m your seasoned prisoner, My dreams shattered against your barrier. Новый вариант ниже