Текст песни Сергей Неудачин - Баллада о Робин Гуде

Once upon a time in childhood I read
Ballad of arrows
I'm crazy as a child
And raved about the forests.
About those forests where so long ago, -
Legends don't lie,
Shot deer, drank wine
Rogue Robin Hood.
And like a well-aimed arrow
Having broken my chain mail
Tucked in tightly words
Robber motive:

"Sir, no one in the world
We do not wish evil!
God alone answers
Who the arrow flies into.
So sing in chorus
To the gray skies:
To whom the city is dangerous
He roams the woods! "

Those were troubled years
And a lot expired, -
There was muddy water
It was like glass.
It used to be land, it used to be ice,
It happened - and then ...
Now the devil himself will not make out,
And do not grind pop ...

But the seagulls groan high
Herald troubles
Water changes color to war
And do not wash the water!
"Sir, nowhere, believe me,
I have not seen red water!
This water smells of death
Do not drink this water! ..

And maybe very soon
Big will come Scythe ...
And the city will strangely fall silent
And the forests will strangely die! .. "
But the pipe blew,
Drummed the thunder
A funny gulba went -
Outrage and pogrom.

And who is right here, and where is the court? -
Pray while you are alive!
After all, maybe they will not save soon
Neither valor nor saint ...
Forget the highest miracles
Forget the church hymn! -
There are three of them in heaven
And Robin Hood is alone!

"Sir, no one in the world
We did not want evil!
A free wind loves us
And you, my lord, a loop!
Talk to her soon
You have to, sir, you ...
Whom thieves fear
He roams the woods! "

I hear - what nonsense ?! -
That evil has receded
That supposedly disappeared forever
Holy craft.
As always, your hearing will deceive you,
Eyes lie again
But the faithful bow will not save you,
No one will say, "Hood!"
I often dream at night
And a dream, as if in reality,
What do I pull myself
Tight bowstring ...