Losing by a head of a noble horse
who slackens just down the stretch
and when it comes back it seems to say:
don't forget brother,
Ты know, Ты shouldn't bet.

Losing by a head, instant violent Любовь
of that flirtatious and cheerful woman
who, swearing with a smile
a Любовь she's lying about,
burns in a blaze all my love.

Losing by a head
there was all that madness;
her mouth in a Kiss
wipes out the sadness,
it soothes the bitterness.

Losing by a head
if she forgets me,
no matter to lose
my life a thousand times;
what to live for?

Many deceptions, loosing by a head...
I swore a thousand times not to insist again
but if a look sways me on passing by
her lips of fire, I want to Kiss once more.

Enough of race tracks, no еще gambling,
a photo-finish I'm not watching again,
but if a пони looks like a sure thing on Sunday,
I'll bet everything again, what can I do?