A Sad Story
Concert at MEI · 1987 · Track 4
You grumble even paying your standard membership dues.
I am a Komsomol member, an activist.
You hold a shaky ideological platform,
And I am a fighter, a propagandist.
We are so different, but
My soul is full of you.
As sad as it is, I
Have caught fire with love for you.
You drink wine as a result of dangerous delusions
In a circle of dubious friends.
In the light of timely, strict decrees,
I cannot put up with this.
We are so different, but
My soul is full of you.
As sad as it is, I
Have caught fire with love for you.
You are the very epitome of vices,
While I am a moral paragon.
You acquired rich experience ahead of schedule,
I am the champion of abstinence.
You profess a highly
Questionable goal in love:
First, mutual affection,
Then, a shared bed.
I suffer, struggling with myself, losing sleep to my detriment,
And I am beginning to wither.
How can I simultaneously approach you with love,
Without betraying my convictions?
I want to make love,
But compromise is inadmissible!
Because I am absolutely intolerant
Of everything you live by!....