Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Как четвертого числа

Like the fourth number
We were carrying hard
Trouble to relieve ...
We were woken up early in the morning
Not fed, and watered
Vodka one.

A lot of strength from a soldier
But push sibling -
It can only be drunk.
Having prepared a little,
Lead us on the road -
To Nevsky went.

Instantly set free
We see: thousands of people
All the people roared.
Here and free, and military,
And the tramp, and the venerable -
Everyone was making noise here.

The students started to take the pot,
Taken with tiligenty -
Allowed the people.
Brave Kleigels General,
Yes, everything is scattered
And he shouted from his horse:

"Shoot, soldier, who is ordered,
Shoot your father, your brother,
Kill your wife, kill children,
Just remember the memo soldier!
Priests bless you:
“Kill, there will be no sin!”
They don't lie, since they say -
God will not forget your service! ”

Kuterma then stumbled,
Dump, the fight began -
We rushed.
Ah, soldier you share! -
How would our will -
Would we go?

Wait, comrade, come to your senses, brother! -
You are doused with human blood!
Do not wash it away with you, soldier
Do not wash away that blood forever!
Why did you load your rifle?
What enemy are you shooting at?
Without the pity of his brother killed killed
Do you beat his kids !?

How we came home to the company
Brought one care
About your sin.
Oh, fathers, you commanders! -
Defended uniforms,
Clean until now ...