Lyrics Некрасов - Кому на руси жить хорошо

In which year - count,
In what land - guess,
On the road
There were seven peasants:
Seven temporarily liable,
A taut province,
Terpigoreva county,
Empty-voiced volost,
From adjacent villages:
Zaplatova, Dyryavina,
Razutov, Znobishin.
Gorelova, Neelova -
Failure identity,
Came - and argued:
Who lives happily,
Free in Russia?
Roman said to the landowner,
Demyan said: to the official,
Luke said: ass.
Купчине толстопузому! -
Said the brothers Gubina,
Ivan and Mitrodor.
Old Man groined with Pakhom
And he said, looking into the earth:
To the noble boyar,
To the Minister of the Treasury.
And Proov said: To the king ...
A man that a bull: vtemyashitsya
In the head is a whim -
By Kolom her out
You will not knock out:
Everyone is on their own!
Was this a dispute,
What do passers-by think?
Know, the treasure was found by the children
And they divide among themselves ...
In the case of everyone in their own way
Until midday he left the house:
That way he kept to the smithy,
He went to the village of Ivankovo
Call Father Prokofy
To christen a child.
Plowing comb honey honey
Nes to the bazaar in Velikaya,
And two brothers Gubiny
So easy with a punch
Catch a stubborn horse
They went to their own flock.
For a long time it would be time for everyone
Return your road -
They go by a number!
They go as if they are chasing
Behind them wolves are gray,
What is far sooner.
They are coming - they are going overboard!
They shout - they will not get rattled!
And the time does not wait.
They did not notice the argument.
As the village sun is red,
How the evening came.
Probably I'll kiss the night
So they went - where not knowing,
When would a woman meet them,
The lame Durandiha,
She did not shout: "Venerable!
Where are you gazing at night?
Have you decided to go? .. "
She asked, she laughed,
Hled, witch, gelding
And drove off to a gallop ...
"Where? .." - I looked at each other
Here our men,
They stand, they say nothing, they lower their eyes ...
Already the night long ago,
The stars were lit up frequently
In the high heaven,
The month has come up, the shadows are black
The road was cut
Retic Walkers.
Oh shadows! Shadows are black!
Whom do not you catch up with?
Who will not overtake?
Just you, the shadows are black,
You can not catch - hug!
On the forest, on the road-road
Looked, silent Pahom,
I looked - I spread my mind
And he said at last:
"Well! The best joke of glory
We played a trick on us!
In fact, we are without small
Fifty versts away!
Home now tossing and turning -
Tired - do not get it,
Let's sit down, there's nothing to do.
We'll rest until the sun! .. »
Dumping misfortune on the dog,
Under the forest at road
The men sat down.
We lighted the fire,
For the vodka, two escaped,
And the rest
A glass was made,
Berestov peredrav.
Soon, soon vodka.
Hurriedly and snack -
Feast the peasants!
The kosushki drank three,
They ate - and argued
Again: to whom to live cheerfully,
Free in Russia?
Roman shouts: to the landowner,
Demian yells: to the official,
Luka shouts: the ass;
Купчине толстопузому, -
Gubin's brothers scream.
Ivan and Mitrodor;
Pah screams: the fairest
To the noble boyar,
To the Minister of the Treasury.
And Proov shouted: "To the king!"
The visor of the former
Fervent men,
Quarrel swearing,
No wonder that they will get stuck
To each other in the hair ...
Look, you've already hooked!
Roman Tuzit Pahomushku,
Demian is bothering Luka.
And two brothers Gubiny
The prow of a stout prodigy, -
And everyone shouts!
Echo echoed echoing,
I went for a walk-walk,
Went screaming, shouting,
It's like podzadorivat
Stubborn men.
To the King! - to the right it is heard,
To the left responds:
Pop! Ass! Ass!
The whole forest was alarmed,
With flying birds,
Fast-footed beasts
And creeping creeps, -
And a groan, and a roar, and a rumble!