отче наш, еже еси our father, hallowed be
заплати за такси please pay for the taxi
прости меня, господи forgive me, lord
ибо ведаю, что творю, for i know what i’ve done,
проклинаю зарю, i curse the dawn,
нещадно горю. without mercy i burn.
понимаю. много взял на себя. i understand. i’ve taken a lot upon myself.
бунтарь хуев. i’m a shitty rebel.
господи, забери все. lord, take it all away.
оставь лишь немного вина just leave a little wine
и поцелуев. and some kisses.
i found this poem when i lived in moscow last year, and a late-night taxi is really a place of desperation for many young russians in the capital. перевод хуев.
