Текст песни Неизвестный исполнитель - Как родная меня мать провожала

Music: D. Vasiliev - Buglaev Tags: Demian poor

Me like a mother
accompanied ,
As here all my relatives
passed over :

"Where are you, boy ?
Where are you ?
You would not go , Vanek ,
Yes soldiers !

In the Red Army bayonets,
Tea there .
Without you, the Bolsheviks
Will cost .

Captive are you going?
With Al Hunt ?
Vanya , Vanya, perish
Never you .

Mother , suffering for you,
Turned gray .
Avon in the field and in the house
How many things !

How are things now gone :
Lubo -cute !
How soon we land
Rolled!

Oppression is still no
And in sight.
Better if you're married , light,
Arina on .

With a young wife would have lived .
Not lazy ! "
Here I own mother
Bowed.

Bowed all kin
At the threshold :
"Do not whine to me by you .
For God's sake .

Whether all such as you ,
scatterbrain ,
What would remain of Moscow
From Rasei ?

Everything went used the old way ,
On underfilling .
B taken from you back again
Earth will;

Gentleman would sit on the ground
Malyuta evil .
We used sirens in bondage
Most fierce .

And I do not go to the dance -
At the feast ,
Pokidayuchi you
Mother - old woman :

With the Red Army go
I was like ,
I'll take fight to the death
With aristocratic rabble

That the priest , that fist -
The whole conversation :
In the belly fat bayonet
Bloodsuckers !

Do not give up ? die ,
To hell with you!
Is dearer to us paradise
Taken by storm -

Not bloody drunk paradise
Miroedsky -
Russia native, the free edge
Soviet edge ! "