Polyubit’ yego smogla ti ne poboyalas’
You managed to fall in love with him, you weren't afraid
No a serdtse vsei dushoi — ne razbit’sya klyalos’
But your heart swore with all its might not to be broken
Ti zhe znala on kakoi, on krasavits lyubit
You knew what he was like, he loves beauties
Grust’, pechal’ ostavit za soboi
He'll leave sorrow and sadness behind him
Ne lyubi, ne lyubi, ne lyubi — on plokhoi
Don't love, don't love, don't love - he's bad