Лина Мкртчан - Мусоргский-Песни и пляски смерти
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Lullaby

The child cried. Candle, heated.
Turned out with fiery with fire;
All night, guarding the cradle,
Mother did not forget a dream.
Early at the door carefully
Calm -ill death - knock!
The mother shuddered, looked around anxiously ...
"Full to be scared, my friend!
The pale morning is already looking out the window.
Crying, longing, loving
You are tired ... take a bit a little -
I will sit for you.
You could not calm down the child,
Sweeter I will sing you. "
And, without waiting for an answer, she sang:
"Bayushki-by-bai."

M
Quiet! My child is rushing about, crying!
He will endure his chest!

WITH
He plays and jumps with me.
Bayushki-by-bai.

M
The cheeks turn pale, breathing weakens ...
Yes, shut up, I pray!

WITH
Good sign - subsides suffering.
Bayushki-by-bai.

M
Away, damned! With your affection
You will destroy my joy!

WITH
No, I will inspire a peaceful dream.
Bayushki-by-bai.

M
Pressure! Go to finish at least a moment
Your terrible song!

WITH
You see - he fell asleep under the quiet singing,
Bayushki-by-bai.

Serenade

The bliss is magical, blue night,
Trepidable dusk of spring;
Heeding, drooping a head, sick
A whisper of night silence.

Sleep does not close the brilliant eyes,
Life for pleasure calls
And in the twilight of a slow night
Death Serenade sings:

"I know: in the dungeon harsh and cramped
Youth will wither you.
The knight is unknown, by the power of the wonderful
I will free you.

Strong age soulless whispers in vain:
Fear your love young!
Falsely invented the ailment of dangerous,
So that you do not leave with me.

But look at yourself: beauty
Your face is a transparent glitter
Rumy cheeks, wavy scythe
Your camp, like a cloud, will be entwined.

Blue eyes blue shine
Brighter than heaven and fire,
Breathing is half -willed with heat, -
You seduced me!

On the eternal night for a prison fence
Your voice called ...
The knight came for a priceless reward;
An hour of the NEW has come! "

The melting was silent; The collapse sounded ...
In the long -standing of the volume
Crumpies, prayers and walls were heard -
Everything became quiet later.

But in the morning when an early bird
I sang, admiring the dawn
Gazing timidly through the window
The corpse saw the dumb.

Trepacle

Forest and meadow, deserted around.
Blizzard and cries and groans,
It feels like in the darkness of the night
Evil, bury someone.
Look, it is! In the darkness of the man
Death hugs, caresses,
With a drunk, the trepak is melting together,
Sang on the ear:

"Oh, peasant, old man wretched,
Drunk drunk, trudged dear,
And the blizzard, the witch, rose, leaped up,
From the field to the forest, the densely drove.

Grief, longing and a voluminous need,
Lie down, aside and sleep, darling!
I, my darling, warm you with a snowball,
I will start a great game of you.

Beat the bed, you, a blizzard!
Gay, start, sing, weather,
A fairy tale and such that it stretches all night,
So that drunkard falls asleep under her!

Oh you, forests, heaven and clouds,
Topic, breeze and snowball, flying
Break with snow, downy, down.
I will cover the old man like a baby.

Sleep, my friend, a happy man,
Summer came, blossomed! Above the Niva
The sun laughs and sickles walk,
The song rushes, doves fly ... "

Commander

The guns rumble, the armor shines,
Terrible guns roar.
Shelves run, horses rush
And the Red Rivers flow.

The sun rises - the ice beats.
Sounds after noon - the fight is stronger.
The sunset is burning, but fighting
The shelves are more furious and evil.

And the night of the battlefield.
The squads in the darkness scattered.
Everything was subsided, and in the night fog
The walls rushed to the sky.

Then, illuminated by the moon,
On its horse -made horse,
Believer shining, eyes
Death appeared in silence,

Listening to screams and prayers,
The content of the proud is full
As a commander of the battlefield,
She traveled around.