Текст песни Клара Румянова - Так весело, отчаянно

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Так весело,
Отчаянно
Шел к виселице он,
В последний час
В последний пляс
Пустился Макферсон.

Привет вам, тюрьмы короля,
Где жизнь влачат рабы!
Меня сегодня ждет петля
И гладкие столбы.

В полях войны среди мечей
Встречал я смерть не раз,
Но не дрожал я перед ней -
Не дрогну и сейчас!

Разбейте сталь моих оков,
Верните мой доспех.
Пусть выйдет десять смельчаков,
Я одолею всех.

Я жизнь свою провел в бою,
Умру не от меча.
Изменник предал жизнь мою
Веревке палача.

И перед смертью об одном
Душа моя грустит,
Что за меня в краю родном
Никто не отомстит.

Прости, мой край! Весь мир, прощай!
Меня поймали в сеть.
Но жалок тот, кто смерти ждет,
Не смея умереть!

Так весело,
Отчаянно
Шел к виселице он.
В последний час
В последний пляс
Пустился Макферсон.

А если это еще бодро и жизнерадостно поет Клара Румянова, заменив Макферсона на "Крошку Джона"...

Robert Burns

M'Pherson's Farewell

tune-"M'Pherson's Rant."

Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
The wretch's destinie!
M'Pherson's time will not be long
On yonder gallows-tree.

Chorus.-Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
Sae dauntingly gaed he;
He play'd a spring, and danc'd it round,
Below the gallows-tree.

O, what is death but parting breath?
On many a bloody plain
I've dared his face, and in this place
I scorn him yet again!
Sae rantingly, &c.

Untie these bands from off my hands,
And bring me to my sword;
And there's no a man in all Scotland
But I'll brave him at a word.
Sae rantingly, &c.

I've liv'd a life of sturt and strife;
I die by treacherie:
It burns my heart I must depart,
And not avenged be.
Sae rantingly, &c.

Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright,
And all beneath the sky!
May coward shame distain his name,
The wretch that dares not die!
Sae rantingly, &c.

Robert Berns
MacPherson in front of execution

So fun
Desperate
She walked to the gallows he,
In the last hour
In the last dance
Machertson went.

Hello to you, king prisons,
Where life is vocated slaves!
I'm waiting for a loop today
And smooth pillars.

In the fields of war among swords
I met death more than once
But I did not tremble in front of her -
Do not drogle and now!

Spice the steel of my shacks,
Return my armor.
Let ten winds be released,
I will overcome everyone.

I spent my life in battle,
I will not die from the sword.
The traitor betrayed my life
Rope Palach.

And before dying about one
My soul is sad
What for me in the edge of the native
No one will revenge.

Sorry, my edge! The whole world, farewell!
I was caught on the network.
But the pity is the one who is waiting for death,
Not dare to die!

So fun
Desperate
She walked to the gallows he.
In the last hour
In the last dance
Machertson went.

And if it is still cheerfully and cheerfully sings Clara Blumanova, replacing MacPherson on the "John's Crumb" ...

Robert Burns.

M'Pherson's Farewell.

Tune- "M'Pherson's Rant."

FAREWELL, YE DUNGEONS DARK AND STRONG,
THE WRETCH'S DESTINIE!
M'Pherson's Time Will Not Be Long
ON YONDER GALLOWS-TREE.

Chorus.-Sae Rantingly, Sae Wantonly,
SAE DAUNTINGLY GAED HE;
HE PLAY'D A Spring, and Danc'd It Round,
Below The Gallows-Tree.

O, What is Death But Parting Breath?
ON MANY A BLOODY PLAIN
I'Ve Dared His Face, and in this place
I Scorn Him Yet Again!
SAE Rantingly, & c.

Untie These Bands From Off My Hands,
And Bring Me to My Sword;
AND THERE'S NO A MAN IN ALL SCOTLAND
But i'll Brave Him At A Word.
SAE Rantingly, & c.

I'VE LIV'D A LIFE OF STURT AND STRIFE;
I DIE by Treacherie:
IT BURNS MY Heart I Must Depart,
AND NOT AVENGED BE.
SAE Rantingly, & c.

NOW FAREWELL LIGHT, THOU SUNSHINE BRIGHT,
And All Beneath The Sky!
May Coward Shame Distain His Name,
THE WRETCH THAT DARES NOT DIE!
SAE Rantingly, & c.