Bandit love after Vlad Visotski

You  have sights like a sharp knife.

If you look straight at face of mine,

I forget, who I am and where is my home.

And if you look askance  short,

You slash my heart like by a backsword,

Licold, sharp, gray , chrome.

I am healthy, why it to hide it!

I can easy break dollar bean.

Recently I  killed a bull with my head.

But to while away my life with you -

It’s not straighten horseshoes,

I don't have the strength to beat you up i morally yet

Remember, was there ever a time,

That I ran away from home?

When will you get tired of cheating to?

I come from the next  ransack

I put my tongue under  my back

And run around the city to look for you.

I was walking all the time,

I bought   a bicycle for mine

To find relief from my suffering.

But I ran into a big dump truck,

I ended up at traumatology ward.

You didn't even come to visit me.

And the surgeon, a gray-haired old man, -

He went limp and somehow wilted then.

He spent six days stitching up my wound.

And when the anesthesia disappeared, 

It hurt me to the point of bitter tears:

For whom did I risk my life about?

Don't rejoice, you, snake, d-d.

They will  soon discharge of me!

I'll take revenge on you then without any occasions.

I am telling you for sure:

I'll sharpen my razor

And shave you completely bald at once !