After a hard work I come home,
For fatigue there is a wish to have a sleep only,
Somehow standing I reach a sofa,
And at once I lay down, I start dreaming,
Looking each time in a ceiling.
Also I think when will pass two hours,
That, having banished at last fatigue,
To be engaged in business by the darling.
I will a little have a sleep, it was been tired will leave,
I will get up from a sofa, a guitar I will take.
With me it already whole three years,
To me on birthday the friend presented it,
For what I am now grateful to it.
I will take a guitar and I start playing,
And at once to become it is cheerfully to me.
Having pleased the soul, I lay down on a sofa,
Now I think only of that,
As I will play tomorrow a guitar.