Текст песни Фиготин.Лаубе - Дирижеры военные
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Дирижеры военные,
Капельмейстеры бравые,
С давних лет служба в армии
Стала вашей судьбой.
В Измаиле с Суворовым
И с Петром под Полтавою
Шла военная музыка
На парады и в бой.
Припев:
И вновь, как встарь,
Давая всем пример,
На плац всегда подтянутый
Выходит офицер.
Оркестр и он
Стоят лицом к лицу,
И музыка военная
Играет на плацу.
Дирижеры военные
Взгляд задумчиво хмурили,
Сочиняли урывками,
Забывая о сне,
Марш «Славянки прощание»,
Вальс «На сопках Маньчжурии»,
Песню гнева и мужества
О Священной войне.
Припев.
Дирижеры военные,
Ваши руки волшебные,
Взмах — и звуки бравурные
Полетят в небосвод, —
Это красная конница
Мчится рысью победною,
И парад сорок первого
К Дню Победы ведет.
Припев.
Military conductors,
Kapellmeisters are brave,
Since ancient times, military service
Has become your destiny.
In Izmail with Suvorov
And with Peter near Poltava
There was military music
To parades and to battle.
Chorus:
And again, as of old,
Giving everyone an example
Always fit on the parade ground
An officer comes out.
Orchestra and he
Stand face to face
And the music is military
Plays on the parade ground.
Military conductors
The eyes frowned thoughtfully,
They composed in fits and starts
Forgetting about sleep
March "Slavyanka farewell"
Waltz "On the Hills of Manchuria"
A song of anger and courage
About the Sacred War.
Chorus.
Military conductors,
Your hands are magic
Sweep - and the sounds are bravura
Fly into the sky, -
This is the red cavalry
Racing at a victorious trot,
And the forty-first parade
Leads to Victory Day.
Chorus.
Kapellmeisters are brave,
Since ancient times, military service
Has become your destiny.
In Izmail with Suvorov
And with Peter near Poltava
There was military music
To parades and to battle.
Chorus:
And again, as of old,
Giving everyone an example
Always fit on the parade ground
An officer comes out.
Orchestra and he
Stand face to face
And the music is military
Plays on the parade ground.
Military conductors
The eyes frowned thoughtfully,
They composed in fits and starts
Forgetting about sleep
March "Slavyanka farewell"
Waltz "On the Hills of Manchuria"
A song of anger and courage
About the Sacred War.
Chorus.
Military conductors,
Your hands are magic
Sweep - and the sounds are bravura
Fly into the sky, -
This is the red cavalry
Racing at a victorious trot,
And the forty-first parade
Leads to Victory Day.
Chorus.