Жанна д'арк - Ария войны
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On the stage - ahead of lying bodies. In the center are two archangels - Mikhail (without a "gypsum" shell) and Lucifer. Between the bodies there is a beggar in a deaf cloak and puts copper on the eyes of the dead. The archangels will fight in the duel to prevent this scene, lead the armies and give way to the deputy generals. The corpses will come to life, and War will go through the dead soldiers, inspiring some for a feat, others to death. Until they buried her under their banners.

Beggar:
Where the drin is cheerful,
I stand on the ashes a little alive.
The earth has seen a lot of salt
The earth has absorbed a lot of blood,
When the bed became for you.
From now on old age, you are not threatened,
And the bones will germinate with grass.
Your flag with a weakening hand
I raise.
Rapes a cloak. This is a centenary war.
Oh, how I was young in heaven,
When the angels had eyes burned,

And the sky clenched like clay in a handful,
And split one to ten!

I was born in a break of angel wings
And my father - a day - became ale dawn ...
War raises gives Lucifer a sword
Over the length of hundreds of years
I am the final answer
The fight between Mikhail and Lucifer.
The last argument of kings
And the first cry of them - kill them!
The dead rip bloody bandages.
I am a continuation of the struggle
I am the voice of the morning pipe
I am awe of the silk banners,
I am the connection of destroyed times,
Subject to my call,
I am an excuse for everything!
Znamenosites come out of the distant opposite corners of the scene.
The goal of looters and merchants,
Inheritance to children from fathers,
While you are hungry and angry
I cut all the nodes!
Iron Age, Iron Laughter,
I am a retribution for everyone!
I am changing the beggarly cream
On heroic death.
From the center there is a forward pair front column, banners ahead.
I am a resolution from the knot,
Only a coward does not like me,
And the virgins and singers love,
Poets, thieves, prostrats,
That, having rejuvenated the mustache in the fault,
They compose songs about me.
I am your first string!
My vocation is war!

The war begins to move with the advance along with the troops:

Choir:
War, the lot of men,
I don’t need to know the reasons.
Life is the best frame -
Only glory, only glory!
(War in the center of the scene in the middle of the crossing armies)
Beat your stomach, not knowing fear!
A bloody plowman will pass here!
The power of God is true image -
Only valor, only valor!

War (solo)
Come to me, gray -haired patriots
And a street rabble that escaped the loops!
The saints learned in my arms
All the flame of heaven, all the ugliness of the earth.
The army pulls hands to war. Soldiers roll under her feet, and the war goes along the corpses

Choir:
For the sake of honor, the truth for the sake
Do not give the enemy not a heel!
Will go into paradise dear white
Only brave, only brave!
Cowardice is a devil of slave.
Our faith is our spears!
Ground crucible
Only power pacifies!

Dead soldiers, getting up, gather behind the back of the war

War (solo)
The legend of Virgo and Battle is beautiful,
What feeds Zhubaktsov from Fois to Kale
The flesh that is in fire and prayer is beautiful
It becomes dust on the sinful earth!
The war falls on the hands of soldiers. They bite her under the banners

Circular producers with salute

Choir:
Only glory, only glory!
Only valor, only valor!
Only courage, only courage!
Only strength, only power!
The banner approaches the table and puts a thing on him - a sword.
Bloody bandages, torn by the dead, remain on the stage until the intermission.