Song by Vladimir Vysotsky. English translation by Alex Sokolov. Original title "Прощание с горами".


Into the vanity of cities into the torrents of cars
We return we come back nowhere to go
We descend from the tops which are conquered by us
We are leaving behind our hearts

I have got it stop useless discussions
I've already convinced myself
The only thing which is better than mountains
Is a mountain you never climbed.

Some of us in that trouble prefer to be alone
Some of us choose to leave
not listening to the voice of heart
And we descend
from the conquered hilltops
Even gods as you know
descended from heaven.

I have got it stop useless discussions
I've already convinced myself
The only thing which is better than mountains
Is a mountain you never climbed.

So many words and hopes
so many songs and themes
Are awaken by hills,
hills don't like us to go
We descend anyway
for a season, for good
This is always the same,
for we have to come home

I have got it stop useless discussions
I've already convinced myself
The only thing which is better than mountains
Is a mountain nobody climbed.

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