One shade of black

Face control here greets you warmly:

If your face isn't right for that club

There's every chance you'll fly out like a swallow,

Kissing the tender concrete.

.But the steel doors are open,

So what, descend into the dark basement.

And look, hold yourself confidently here —

Know — there's nothing to rely on there.

.

But finish your procession

And take a seat at the bar counter

Here, alcohol, nicotine, sadism

Will heal your soul's wounds.

.The clang of chains like angelic singing,

The whip's whistle like church bells,

The walls here are covered with posters

Of chaste sex icons.

Intoxicated by the intoxicating moisture

You feel the world and coziness

Where innocent maidens in latex

Sing of lofty love

.

Not for a sweet glance, but for the money

That lie in your wallet

Here, any one will quickly undress

And will lick your boots.

.

After candid chatter

And with passion in dark eyes

Here you'll meet a faithful girlfriend

For an hour.

.You know, my sweet nymph

Masterfully your craft

So fulfill my desires

Unquestioningly.

.We'll enter a private room

Closing the door with a steel lock

And now you will be shackled

Be silent.

.Pseudoscientific scriptwriters

Your conclusion is naive, false

There is one shade of black —

The black ash of your soul

.Which is burned to the ground by betrayal

And can no longer be saved,

So get drunk on another's sobbing

Clenching the whip's handle tighter

.

And then, kissing tenderly

In the hour when I bid her farewell,

She'll say — I wouldn't betray you

I know, darling, you're more honest.