1. My heart is deceived by hope
And my wish is under doom

2. And youth has passed and I did not succeed
In it with praiseworthy work

3. And I dragged the tail of my youth
And carried its twisted rope

4. And I branded in it with satire
The ugly and did not reach maturity

5. O good days of youth
And the black head we did not join

6. And I stood between their sayings
It turned away and left without a hero