Ростислав Чебыкин - Отечественный романс
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Unlucky is the one who felt even at the start of fate
That I was born in the wrong context
In which it would be worth
Everything is inconvenient
And all connectors are incompatible
The shafts roar, ominously steep
The reins are weak
Fatherland, don't hit me
Fatherland, don't hit me with your hoof
Into the intricate dregs
Driving into the intricate dregs
Into someone else's whirlpool
Don't mess around with your bowsprit
Fatherland, leave
Fatherland, leave me!
But if the whirlpool
Will take it to the coveted offshore
Will the euphoria last long?
When will the starter jam?
Wherever you throw it
All around is the same native slurry
And it looks like you
Locked her up
Fatherland, don't hit me
Fatherland, don't hit the timpani
At least at night
And during the day, save the fire
But your sirens are furious
And your centaurs
Fatherland, leave
At least leave me here!
I was looking for peace in the grave
But you can smell it from underground
“Oh, lyuli, lyuli-lyuli
Oh, lyuli-lyuli"
The domes are swollen
Chimes sound from around the corner
Anchor, more anchor
Neither hide nor run
Fatherland, give birth
Give birth to me already
And no one else
There is no need to give birth anywhere