You hit me with your wing, I won't be offended - it deservedly so, I'll smile and remain silent, I don't want to be offended. And you left, put on your coat, But that coat is wrong. In my coat, under the white snow, A good man has gone. And I watch him through the window as he walks, And under his feet - melted ice. And he will reach his destination, he won't fall, And he is like that - he knows no defeat.