добыча златорунного кита

слова Ю. Кима, музыка Г. Гладкова
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckeNJ7IAxqc

no, I'm not crying, neither I'm wailing,
and I can give all answers to the queries,
the life is just a game, and who would be to blame
for my involvement with this winy play?
shall I be sorry and begging pardon,
concede to me -  I have no force to abandon,
do not my real flair and my inwardly heat
deserve some frugal humble wage or fee?

refrain:
let fury wind get more than severe
in everyday seas' cloudy mist,
my lonely white sail still gleams
among steely gorgeous ships.

you would not mind it, just so charming
to get the golden apple almost with no cunning,
eagle-eyed attack, some gaze, fine artful course, -
and here is it, the forbidden fruit.
oh, that's delightful, on-border dancing,
get frozen, give a look, now I am playing,
you should not analyze right now all my faults,
enjoy the technics and the beauty of a show.

 refrain.

I'm not a robber, neither I'm zaddik,
for me, the common beings are also not quiet,
and what I should suggest - for all of my concerns
I will be greying sooner than the rest.
but I'm not yelling, neither I'm crying,
though I don't know where I'll lose and where I'll find,
and chance is big, of cause, for my as big regret,
I will lose more than possibly I'll get.

refrain.

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