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За далекие пригорки
Уходил сраженья жар.
На снегу Василий Теркин
Неподобранный лежал.
Снег под ним, набрякши кровью,
Взялся грудой ледяной.
Смерть склонилась к изголовью:
— Ну, солдат, пойдем со мной.
Я теперь твоя подруга,
Недалеко провожу,
Белой вьюгой, белой вьюгой,
Вьюгой след запорошу.
Дрогнул Теркин, замерзая
На постели снеговой.
— Я не звал тебя, Косая,
Я солдат еще живой.
Смерть, смеясь, нагнулась ниже:
— Полно, полно, молодец,
Я-то знаю, я-то вижу:
Ты живой да не жилец.
Мимоходом тенью смертной
Я твоих коснулась щек,
А тебе и незаметно,
Что на них сухой снежок.
Моего не бойся мрака,
Ночь, поверь, не хуже дня...
— А чего тебе, однако,
Нужно лично от меня?
Смерть как будто бы замялась,
Отклонилась от него.
— Нужно мне... такую малость,
Ну почти что ничего.
Нужен знак один согласья,
Что устал беречь ты жизнь,
Что о смертном молишь часе...
— Сам, выходит, подпишись?—
Смерть подумала.
— Ну что же,—
Подпишись, и на покой.
— Нет, уволь. Себе дороже.
— Не торгуйся, дорогой.
Все равно идешь на убыль.—
Смерть подвинулась к плечу.—
Все равно стянулись губы,
Стынут зубы...
— Не хочу.
— А смотри-ка, дело к ночи,
На мороз горит заря.
Я к тому, чтоб мне короче
И тебе не мерзнуть зря...
— Потерплю.
— Ну, что ты, глупый!
Ведь лежишь, всего свело.
Я б тебя тотчас тулупом,
Чтоб уже навек тепло.
Вижу, веришь. Вот и слезы,
Вот уж я тебе милей.
— Врешь, я плачу от мороза,
Не от жалости твоей.
— Что от счастья, что от боли —
Все равно. А холод лют.
Завилась поземка в поле.
Нет, тебя уж не найдут...
И зачем тебе, подумай,
Если кто и подберет.
Пожалеешь, что не умер
Здесь, на месте, без хлопот...
— Шутишь, Смерть, плетешь тенета.—
Отвернул с трудом плечо.—
Мне как раз пожить охота,
Я и не жил-то еще...
— А и встанешь, толку мало,—
Продолжала Смерть, смеясь.—
А и встанешь — все сначала:
Холод, страх, усталость, грязь...
Ну-ка, сладко ли, дружище,
Рассуди-ка в простоте.
— Что судить! С войны не взыщешь
Ни в каком уже суде.
— А тоска, солдат, в придачу:
Как там дома, что с семьей?
— Вот уж выполню задачу —
Кончу немца — и домой.
— Так. Допустим. Но тебе-то
И домой к чему прийти?
Догола земля раздета
И разграблена, учти.
Все в забросе.
— Я работник,
Я бы дома в дело вник,
— Дом разрушен.
— Я и плотник...
— Печки нету.
— И печник...
Я от скуки — на все руки,
Буду жив — мое со мной.
— Дай еще сказать старухе:
Вдруг придешь с одной рукой?
Иль еще каким калекой,—
Сам себе и то постыл...
И со Смертью Человеку
Спорить стало свыше сил.
Истекал уже он кровью,
Коченел. Спускалась ночь...
— При одном моем условье,
Смерть, послушай... я не прочь...
И, томим тоской жестокой,
Одинок, и слаб, и мал,
Он с мольбой, не то с упреком
Уговариваться стал:
— Я не худший и не лучший,
Что погибну на войне.
Но в конце ее, послушай,
Дашь ты на день отпуск мне?
Дашь ты мне в тот день последний,
В праздник славы мировой,
Услыхать салют победный,
Что раздастся над Москвой?
Дашь ты мне в тот день немножко
Погулять среди живых?
Дашь ты мне в одно окошко
Постучать в краях родных,
И как выйдут на крылечко,—
Смерть, а Смерть, еще мне там
Дашь сказать одно словечко?
Полсловечка?
— Нет. Не дам...
Дрогнул Теркин, замерзая
На постели снеговой.
— Так пошла ты прочь, Косая,
Я солдат еще живой.
For distant horseshoes
The battle of heat left.
In the snow Vasily Terkin
The inappropriate lay.
Snow under it, scolded with blood,
He took the icy pile.
Death leaned towards the head of the head:
- Well, soldier, let's come with me.
I'm your friend now
I spend nearby
White blizzard, white blizzard,
I will build a trace with a blizzard.
Terkin fluttered, freezing
On the bed of snow.
- I did not call you, slanting
I am still a living soldier.
Death, laughing, bent below:
- Full, full, well done,
I know, I see:
You are alive and not a tenant.
In passing the shadow of the mortal
I touched your cheeks
And you are imperceptible
That they have a dry snowball.
Mine do not be afraid of darkness
Night, believe me, no worse than the day ...
- And what do you, however,
Need from me personally?
Death seemed to be healing
Deviated from him.
- I need ... such a little
Well, almost nothing.
You need a sign one agreement,
That you are tired of protecting your life
What about mortal praying an hour ...
- It goes, it turns out, subscribe? -
Death thought.
- Well, -
Subscribe, and rest.
- No, dismiss. It’s more expensive for yourself.
- Do not bargain, dear.
You still go to decline. -
Death moved to the shoulder. -
Lips pulled together anyway
Treaty ...
- Don't want.
-And look, business by night,
Dawn is on in the cold.
I'm to make me shorter
And you do not freeze in vain ...
- I will suffer.
- Well, what are you, stupid!
After all, you lie, everything was brought.
I will immediately with a shirt
So that it is already warm forever.
I see, you believe. Here are the tears
I’m so sweet for you.
- You're lying, I'm crying from frost,
Not from your pity.
- What is from happiness, that from pain -
Doesn't matter. And the cold is fierce.
Parting was curled in the field.
No, they won’t find you ...
And why do you need, think
If anyone selects.
You will regret that you are not dead
Here, in place, without trouble ...
- Joking, death, weaving the Tenet. -
He turned his shoulder with difficulty. -
I just have a hunt,
I haven't lived yet ...
- And you will get up, there is little sense, -
Continued death, laughing. -
And you will get up - all over again:
Cold, fear, fatigue, dirt ...
Well, is it sweet, buddy,
Reason in simplicity.
- What to judge! You can’t recover from the war
In no court.
- And longing, soldier, in addition:
How is it at home, what about the family?
- I'll fulfill the task -
I will finish the German - and go home.
- So. Suppose. But you
And what to come home to?
The land was separated
And plundered, keep in mind.
All in the cast.
- I'm an employee
I would go to business at home
- The house is destroyed.
- I and the carpenter ...
- There is no stove.
- And the stove ...
I am from boredom - all hands
I will be alive - mine with me.
- Let me tell the old woman more:
Suddenly you come with one hand?
Il is still a cripple, -
It’s just that he was ...
And with death to a person
It began to argue over the strength.
He was already bleeding
Kochenel. The night went down ...
- With one of my conventions,
Death, listen ... I do not mind ...
And, we can be cruel,
Lonely, and weak, and small,
He is with a prayer, not with a reproach
Began to persuade:
- I'm not the worst and not the best
That I will die in the war.
But at the end of her, listen,
Will you give me a vacation for me?
You will give me the last day that day
On the feast of the world of the world,
Hear the victory salute,
What will be heard over Moscow?
Give me a little that day
Take a walk among the living?
You will give me one window
Knock in the edges of relatives,
And how they go to the porch -
Death, and death, I am still there
Let me say one word?
Half -word?
- No. I'm not giving it...
Terkin fluttered, freezing
On the bed of snow.
- So you went away, slanting
I am still a living soldier.
The battle of heat left.
In the snow Vasily Terkin
The inappropriate lay.
Snow under it, scolded with blood,
He took the icy pile.
Death leaned towards the head of the head:
- Well, soldier, let's come with me.
I'm your friend now
I spend nearby
White blizzard, white blizzard,
I will build a trace with a blizzard.
Terkin fluttered, freezing
On the bed of snow.
- I did not call you, slanting
I am still a living soldier.
Death, laughing, bent below:
- Full, full, well done,
I know, I see:
You are alive and not a tenant.
In passing the shadow of the mortal
I touched your cheeks
And you are imperceptible
That they have a dry snowball.
Mine do not be afraid of darkness
Night, believe me, no worse than the day ...
- And what do you, however,
Need from me personally?
Death seemed to be healing
Deviated from him.
- I need ... such a little
Well, almost nothing.
You need a sign one agreement,
That you are tired of protecting your life
What about mortal praying an hour ...
- It goes, it turns out, subscribe? -
Death thought.
- Well, -
Subscribe, and rest.
- No, dismiss. It’s more expensive for yourself.
- Do not bargain, dear.
You still go to decline. -
Death moved to the shoulder. -
Lips pulled together anyway
Treaty ...
- Don't want.
-And look, business by night,
Dawn is on in the cold.
I'm to make me shorter
And you do not freeze in vain ...
- I will suffer.
- Well, what are you, stupid!
After all, you lie, everything was brought.
I will immediately with a shirt
So that it is already warm forever.
I see, you believe. Here are the tears
I’m so sweet for you.
- You're lying, I'm crying from frost,
Not from your pity.
- What is from happiness, that from pain -
Doesn't matter. And the cold is fierce.
Parting was curled in the field.
No, they won’t find you ...
And why do you need, think
If anyone selects.
You will regret that you are not dead
Here, in place, without trouble ...
- Joking, death, weaving the Tenet. -
He turned his shoulder with difficulty. -
I just have a hunt,
I haven't lived yet ...
- And you will get up, there is little sense, -
Continued death, laughing. -
And you will get up - all over again:
Cold, fear, fatigue, dirt ...
Well, is it sweet, buddy,
Reason in simplicity.
- What to judge! You can’t recover from the war
In no court.
- And longing, soldier, in addition:
How is it at home, what about the family?
- I'll fulfill the task -
I will finish the German - and go home.
- So. Suppose. But you
And what to come home to?
The land was separated
And plundered, keep in mind.
All in the cast.
- I'm an employee
I would go to business at home
- The house is destroyed.
- I and the carpenter ...
- There is no stove.
- And the stove ...
I am from boredom - all hands
I will be alive - mine with me.
- Let me tell the old woman more:
Suddenly you come with one hand?
Il is still a cripple, -
It’s just that he was ...
And with death to a person
It began to argue over the strength.
He was already bleeding
Kochenel. The night went down ...
- With one of my conventions,
Death, listen ... I do not mind ...
And, we can be cruel,
Lonely, and weak, and small,
He is with a prayer, not with a reproach
Began to persuade:
- I'm not the worst and not the best
That I will die in the war.
But at the end of her, listen,
Will you give me a vacation for me?
You will give me the last day that day
On the feast of the world of the world,
Hear the victory salute,
What will be heard over Moscow?
Give me a little that day
Take a walk among the living?
You will give me one window
Knock in the edges of relatives,
And how they go to the porch -
Death, and death, I am still there
Let me say one word?
Half -word?
- No. I'm not giving it...
Terkin fluttered, freezing
On the bed of snow.
- So you went away, slanting
I am still a living soldier.
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