https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-2GRaagcWFQ
1
The piece of land is clobbered by winds
Where a gun shot sounds as a crunch of dried twig.
Where a white tajga will delineate eyes
By frosty looking almost bushy firry brows
2
I'm asking to be gentle, God, with those I'm leaving now
On this so nice, but still forgetful part of Earth.
I'm asking so, please enter in my home and close shutters
To make invisible from windows so racy trail of blood.
R
As for now, I'm ready,
Messieurs, or who are you, I don't know
I'm not able to serve with faith-true
Toward them, all denying the holy belief
And for those for whom truth isn't clear
Toward those who light up the azure over great power.
Toward them, all denying the holy belief
And for those for whom truth isn't clear
Toward those who light up all the sky over power.
3
Don't dare to rip-off insignia from guarded uniform
Don't dare to touch up The Russian Orders by the paw
So leave as for schoolgirls revolutionary your delirium
Allow to see mothers to all so urgently enlisted boys
4
I'm able to excuse the squalor of your smutty thoughts
But I cannot excuse the unclean guns you brandish now
Offensive your appearance at time of death of mine
As well as failed down grooming in mix of alcoholic stench
R
As for now, I'm ready,
Messieurs, or who are you, I don't know
I'm not able to serve with faith-true
Toward them, all denying the holy belief
And for those for whom truth isn't clear
Toward those who light up the azure over great power.
Toward them, all denying the holy belief
And for those for whom truth isn't clear
Toward those who light up all the sky over power.
5
I am reviewing now the last of held by me parades
And my regiments go under royal crown all
My army Holy Father, the priest and dying soul companion
Already murdered he lies face down in the hot snowdrift
6
The land and seas will never you accept for any rest
Well, it's possible to learn to kill, but enemies of land
Believe me, trust me - millennium will outrageously reject
All those who has decided to exchange it for one year.
R
As for now, I'm ready,
Messieurs, or who are you, I don't know
I'm not able to serve with faith-true
Toward them, all denying the holy belief
And for those for whom truth isn't clear
Toward those who light up the azure over great power.
Toward them, all denying the holy belief
And for those for whom truth isn't clear
Toward those who light up all the sky over power.
By BORIS K'ZORIN,
the another last romantic ©, Los Angeles, CA 2014
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