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Back on the chain, the mongrel is sad,

Again, sit next to the booth,

It's a dog's life again, because I was a tramp,

At night in melancholy with the moon to regret.

Here it is all over again, shackles on the neck,

The collar strangles and the burden captivates

I would like to be free, but here it’s only angrier,

The burden on the links in captivity rings.

In the morning I watch how people walk,

And I don’t understand in my gut,

Why are the neighbors' dogs barking?

I can see myself being like that.

I remember my mother, warmed by the wool,

How the owner of both of us forgot,

I have suffered so much evil in my life,

Again at the fence he howled sadly.

Maybe I’ll dream, I’ll be forgotten in sleep,

A bone with meat and a dish with water,

How I wag my tail again with happiness,

And I won't be sad under the moon.

Denis Krestoff