Work hard days on gulag farm,
Work hard days and do no harm.
Every night, put into cell.
Or is day? I cannot tell.
Cellmate corpse lies next to me,
Do not care, is bed for free!
Malnourish man dies of the toil,
Falls right down, become part of soil,
Plowman run him over with a sickening plop,
Is fertilizer for potato crop.