Nightly Journey, Yuri Vizbor / Ночная Дорога, Юрий Визбор (subs by V. Chetin)

There’s no wiser and more helpful remedy for woes Than the tires’ nightly song. With an endless silver thread of wearing down roads, Sewing o’er lacerations of the soul. Refrain: Do not get fooled by partings, chum - Their round’s a myth, for certain! Be sure, we’re in for different times, My friend. Believe in journey! There’s no ending to the journey. Here’s an inference, instead: May journeys be hard, but their lack is bad. Refrain. Like a burning cigarette, a stop light in the night: Someone’s also on his way. ’Fellow-stranger, lass or lad, greetings and good bye! Got but headlights on to wink your way.’ Refrain. Either o’er the engine cowling Morning star suspends, Or wind-screen is besprent by rain. Two wheel tracks are stretching out, left behind your back, Then you haven’t lived your life in vain. Refrain. Up and