Перевод
Fill a glass for me, let me drink
I wish I could kill my heart's pain
In that horn of the mountain gazelle,
May the beauty appear before my eyes
And give me thrill in my body.
I want o spur my horse
And jump into the sea.
I'd better die while trying
Than living with you like a dog
Fill a glass for me, let me drink
That cursed wine,
So that I could think right way
The wrong things of this world (x2)
The remarks are gladly accepted.