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Наёмники
(М. Семёнова)
Привыкший сражаться не жнёт и не пашет:
Хватает иных забот.
Налейте наёмникам полные чаши!
Им завтра - снова в поход!
Он щедро сулил, этот вождь иноземный,
Купивший наши мечи.
Он клятвы давал нерушимее кремня,
Верней, чем солнца лучи.
Сказал, что скоро под крики вороньи
Завьется стрел хоровод,
И город нам свалится прямо в ладони,
Как сладкий, вызревший плод...
Там робкое войско и слабый правитель,
И обветшала стена,
А звонкой казны - хоть лопатой гребите.
И век не выпить вина!
Мы там по трактирам оглохнем от здравиц,
Устанем от грабежей
И славно утешим веселых красавиц,
Оставшихся без мужей!..
Когда перед нами ворота открыли,
Мы ждали - вынесут ключ,
Но копья сверкнули сквозь облако пыли,
Как молнии из-за туч!..
Нас кони втоптали в зелёные травы,
Нам стрелы пробили грудь.
Нас вождь иноземный послал на расправу
Себе расчищая путь!
Смеялись на небе могучие Боги,
Кровавой тешились игрой.
Мы все полегли, не дождавшись подмоги,
Но каждый пал как герой!
Давно не держали мы трусов в отряде -
На том широком лугу
Из нас ни один не молил о пощаде,
Никто не сдался врагу!
Другие утешили вдов белогрудых,
Сложили в мешки казну.
А мы за воротами сном беспробудным
Которую спим весну!..
Погибель отцов - не в науку мальчишкам:
Любой с пеленок боец!
Бросаются в пламя, не зная, что слишком
Печален будет конец.
И скорбную мудрость, подобную нашей,
Постигнут в свой смертный час...
Налейте наёмникам полные чаши!
Пусть выпьют в память о нас!
Mercenaries
(M. Semenova)
The accustomed fight does not burn and does not plow:
There are enough other concerns.
Pour the mercenaries full of bowls!
They tomorrow - again hike!
He generously promised, this leader is ingenic,
Bought our swords.
He gave the oath of the unreamed of silica,
Right than the sun rays.
Said that soon under the screams of the crow
Covered arrows rounds,
And the city will fall right in the palm of hand,
How sweet, rided fruit ...
There is a timid army and a weak ruler,
And muffled the wall,
And the call of the treasury is at least a shovel.
And do not drink wine!
We are on the Tractors with Zev,
Tired of robbery
And nicely comforted cheerful beauties,
Remained without husbands! ..
When we opened the gate before us,
We waited - they will lead a key
But the spears sparkled through the cloud of dust,
Like lightning because of clouds! ..
We are hobs in green herbs,
We broke the booms.
Us the leader of Inrogen sent to the massacre
Hashing the way!
Laughed in the sky mighty gods,
Bloody was treated with the game.
We all have fallen, without waiting for the sovereign,
But everyone fell like a hero!
For a long time we did not hold the panties in the detachment -
On that wide meadow
Of us, none prayed for mercy
Nobody surrendered to the enemy!
Others comforted Widow Belogruda
Moved in bags of the treasury.
And we are at the gate of bed
Which we sleep spring! ..
The death of fathers - not into science to boys:
Anyone with a fighter diaper!
Rushed into the flame, not knowing that too
Behind will be the end.
And mournful wisdom like ours
Fall in his mortal hour ...
Pour the mercenaries full of bowls!
Let them come in memory of us!
(M. Semenova)
The accustomed fight does not burn and does not plow:
There are enough other concerns.
Pour the mercenaries full of bowls!
They tomorrow - again hike!
He generously promised, this leader is ingenic,
Bought our swords.
He gave the oath of the unreamed of silica,
Right than the sun rays.
Said that soon under the screams of the crow
Covered arrows rounds,
And the city will fall right in the palm of hand,
How sweet, rided fruit ...
There is a timid army and a weak ruler,
And muffled the wall,
And the call of the treasury is at least a shovel.
And do not drink wine!
We are on the Tractors with Zev,
Tired of robbery
And nicely comforted cheerful beauties,
Remained without husbands! ..
When we opened the gate before us,
We waited - they will lead a key
But the spears sparkled through the cloud of dust,
Like lightning because of clouds! ..
We are hobs in green herbs,
We broke the booms.
Us the leader of Inrogen sent to the massacre
Hashing the way!
Laughed in the sky mighty gods,
Bloody was treated with the game.
We all have fallen, without waiting for the sovereign,
But everyone fell like a hero!
For a long time we did not hold the panties in the detachment -
On that wide meadow
Of us, none prayed for mercy
Nobody surrendered to the enemy!
Others comforted Widow Belogruda
Moved in bags of the treasury.
And we are at the gate of bed
Which we sleep spring! ..
The death of fathers - not into science to boys:
Anyone with a fighter diaper!
Rushed into the flame, not knowing that too
Behind will be the end.
And mournful wisdom like ours
Fall in his mortal hour ...
Pour the mercenaries full of bowls!
Let them come in memory of us!
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