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МАКФЕРСОН ПЕРЕД КАЗНЬЮ
Так весело,
Отчаянно
Шел к виселице он,
В последний час
В последний пляс
Пустился Макферсон.
Привет вам, тюрьмы короля,
Где жизнь влачат рабы!
Меня сегодня ждет петля
И гладкие столбы.
В полях войны среди мечей
Встречал я смерть не раз,
Но не дрожал я перед ней -
Не дрогну и сейчас!
Разбейте сталь моих оков,
Верните мой доспех.
Пусть выйдет десять смельчаков,
Я одолею всех.
Я жизнь свою провел в бою,
Умру не от меча.
Изменник предал жизнь мою
Веревке палача.
И перед смертью об одном
Душа моя грустит,
Что за меня в краю родном
Никто не отомстит.
Прости, мой край! Весь мир, прощай!
Меня поймали в сеть.
Но жалок тот, кто смерти ждет,
Не смея умереть!
Так весело,
Отчаянно
Шел к виселице он.
В последний час
В последний пляс
Пустился Макферсон.
А если это еще бодро и жизнерадостно поет Клара Румянова, заменив Макферсона на "Крошку Джона"...
Robert Burns
M'Pherson's Farewell
tune-"M'Pherson's Rant."
Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
The wretch's destinie!
M'Pherson's time will not be long
On yonder gallows-tree.
Chorus.-Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
Sae dauntingly gaed he;
He play'd a spring, and danc'd it round,
Below the gallows-tree.
O, what is death but parting breath?
On many a bloody plain
I've dared his face, and in this place
I scorn him yet again!
Sae rantingly, &c.
Untie these bands from off my hands,
And bring me to my sword;
And there's no a man in all Scotland
But I'll brave him at a word.
Sae rantingly, &c.
I've liv'd a life of sturt and strife;
I die by treacherie:
It burns my heart I must depart,
And not avenged be.
Sae rantingly, &c.
Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright,
And all beneath the sky!
May coward shame distain his name,
The wretch that dares not die!
Sae rantingly, &c.
МАКФЕРСОН ПЕРЕД КАЗНЬЮ
Так весело,
Отчаянно
Шел к виселице он,
В последний час
В последний пляс
Пустился Макферсон.
Привет вам, тюрьмы короля,
Где жизнь влачат рабы!
Меня сегодня ждет петля
И гладкие столбы.
В полях войны среди мечей
Встречал я смерть не раз,
Но не дрожал я перед ней -
Не дрогну и сейчас!
Разбейте сталь моих оков,
Верните мой доспех.
Пусть выйдет десять смельчаков,
Я одолею всех.
Я жизнь свою провел в бою,
Умру не от меча.
Изменник предал жизнь мою
Веревке палача.
И перед смертью об одном
Душа моя грустит,
Что за меня в краю родном
Никто не отомстит.
Прости, мой край! Весь мир, прощай!
Меня поймали в сеть.
Но жалок тот, кто смерти ждет,
Не смея умереть!
Так весело,
Отчаянно
Шел к виселице он.
В последний час
В последний пляс
Пустился Макферсон.
А если это еще бодро и жизнерадостно поет Клара Румянова, заменив Макферсона на "Крошку Джона"...
Robert Burns
M'Pherson's Farewell
tune-"M'Pherson's Rant."
Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
The wretch's destinie!
M'Pherson's time will not be long
On yonder gallows-tree.
Chorus.-Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
Sae dauntingly gaed he;
He play'd a spring, and danc'd it round,
Below the gallows-tree.
O, what is death but parting breath?
On many a bloody plain
I've dared his face, and in this place
I scorn him yet again!
Sae rantingly, &c.
Untie these bands from off my hands,
And bring me to my sword;
And there's no a man in all Scotland
But I'll brave him at a word.
Sae rantingly, &c.
I've liv'd a life of sturt and strife;
I die by treacherie:
It burns my heart I must depart,
And not avenged be.
Sae rantingly, &c.
Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright,
And all beneath the sky!
May coward shame distain his name,
The wretch that dares not die!
Sae rantingly, &c.
Robert Burns
MAKPHERSON BEFORE EXECUTION
So much fun
Frantically
He walked to the gallows,
In the last hour
To the last dance
Macpherson set off.
Hello to you, King’s Prison
Where life is dragged by slaves!
A loop awaits me today
And smooth pillars.
In the fields of war among swords
I met death more than once
But I didn’t tremble before her -
I will not flinch now!
Break the steel of my fetters
Bring back my armor.
Let ten daredevils come out
I will overcome everyone.
I spent my life in battle
I will not die by the sword.
The traitor betrayed my life
Hangman’s rope.
And before death about one
My soul is sad
What for me in my native land
No one will take revenge.
Sorry, my land! The whole world, goodbye!
I was caught on the net.
But the one who is waiting for death is miserable
Not daring to die!
So much fun
Frantically
He walked to the gallows.
In the last hour
To the last dance
Macpherson set off.
And if it is still vigorously and cheerfully sings Klara Rumyanova, replacing MacPherson with “Little John” ...
Robert Burns
M'Pherson's Farewell
tune- "M'Pherson's Rant."
Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
The wretch's destinie!
M'Pherson's time will not be long
On yonder gallows-tree.
Chorus.-Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
Sae dauntingly gaed he;
He play'd a spring, and danc'd it round,
Below the gallows-tree.
O, what is death but parting breath?
On many a bloody plain
I've dared his face, and in this place
I scorn him yet again!
Sae rantingly, & c.
Untie these bands from off my hands,
And bring me to my sword;
And there's no a man in all Scotland
But I'll brave him at a word.
Sae rantingly, & c.
I've liv'd a life of sturt and strife;
I die by treacherie:
It burns my heart I must depart,
And not avenged be.
Sae rantingly, & c.
Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright,
And all beneath the sky!
May coward shame distain his name,
The wretch that dares not die!
Sae rantingly, & c.
MAKPHERSON BEFORE EXECUTION
So much fun
Frantically
He walked to the gallows,
In the last hour
To the last dance
Macpherson set off.
Hello to you, King’s Prison
Where life is dragged by slaves!
A loop awaits me today
And smooth pillars.
In the fields of war among swords
I met death more than once
But I didn’t tremble before her -
I will not flinch now!
Break the steel of my fetters
Bring back my armor.
Let ten daredevils come out
I will overcome everyone.
I spent my life in battle
I will not die by the sword.
The traitor betrayed my life
Hangman’s rope.
And before death about one
My soul is sad
What for me in my native land
No one will take revenge.
Sorry, my land! The whole world, goodbye!
I was caught on the net.
But the one who is waiting for death is miserable
Not daring to die!
So much fun
Frantically
He walked to the gallows.
In the last hour
To the last dance
Macpherson set off.
And if it is still vigorously and cheerfully sings Klara Rumyanova, replacing MacPherson with “Little John” ...
Robert Burns
M'Pherson's Farewell
tune- "M'Pherson's Rant."
Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
The wretch's destinie!
M'Pherson's time will not be long
On yonder gallows-tree.
Chorus.-Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
Sae dauntingly gaed he;
He play'd a spring, and danc'd it round,
Below the gallows-tree.
O, what is death but parting breath?
On many a bloody plain
I've dared his face, and in this place
I scorn him yet again!
Sae rantingly, & c.
Untie these bands from off my hands,
And bring me to my sword;
And there's no a man in all Scotland
But I'll brave him at a word.
Sae rantingly, & c.
I've liv'd a life of sturt and strife;
I die by treacherie:
It burns my heart I must depart,
And not avenged be.
Sae rantingly, & c.
Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright,
And all beneath the sky!
May coward shame distain his name,
The wretch that dares not die!
Sae rantingly, & c.