I drink to the brim, I grow into the night,

Where courage boils over the edge,

I sharpen the world with a glass,

Drunk, daring, like May.

The knives of my words sharpen the thrill,

Alcohol is my passion and verse,

In the ringing rhythms of the heart, the battle

And I am a hero, although I am no one's son.

My lines are drunk, like wine,

I laugh hoarsely, I challenge fate,

In every appearance - a wild movie,

Life here is cool, like in adventures on the edge of the universe.

Through a drunken look I see the world brightly,

Freedom in every drop, feigned passion,

No barriers - my bold arsenal,

I am a monsoon that blows away everything in a whirlwind of passions and heat.

At night, lights and traces glimmer,

I paint fate on the walls of darkness,

Every sip is a challenge and a challenge to courage,

I'm drunk, daring, and I have no boundaries..