Музыкальное... навеяло творчеством И Талькова
In remembrance of Komandarm Mironov
(I Talkov)
Former Pod”esaul.
Don Cossack esaul,
He was going to war...
For the curse of his dad
And the silence of brother
He replied - I just have to...
You won’t understand..
Gently hugged his wife
And repeated - I have to...
And he sat on his horse
And he rode for a mile,
But decided to stop
On the bank of the river
And the river received
All his golden medals
And his crosses went deep
To the bottom of river...
Then the wind blown at once
Raising waves very high
And from trees came a noise
Like a nature awaken
And Cossack recognized
- You are going to fight
For the good of the people
But you deeply mistaken...
He shook head in reply
And he prayed for a while
Then he whipped his horse
From the bitter annoyance.
Horse had started gallop
Like was chased by devil
From the green river bank
Where the river was flowing...
And he rode back and forth
On beloved Motherland..
Where forests and fields
Were turned to encampments
Former Don esaul
Many victories gained
And he ended the war
As Commander of Army...
But the Nature is wise
And His eyes from above
Seeing every misstep
On the life’s wavy road.
And the moment has came
When Cossack comprehend
All his deadly mistakes
By the end of his road.
And recalled Comandarm
Every sin he commit
And God’s voice he neglect
And the curse of his father...
When he heard trigger click
And the bullet in head
Gave release to the soul
Before meeting his judgement...
But Don river still holds
All his golden medals
And has grown into banks
All his officer’s crosses
For the great many years
We will hear the tale
From the steady and calmest
The river of Don...
(I Talkov)
Former Pod”esaul.
Don Cossack esaul,
He was going to war...
For the curse of his dad
And the silence of brother
He replied - I just have to...
You won’t understand..
Gently hugged his wife
And repeated - I have to...
And he sat on his horse
And he rode for a mile,
But decided to stop
On the bank of the river
And the river received
All his golden medals
And his crosses went deep
To the bottom of river...
Then the wind blown at once
Raising waves very high
And from trees came a noise
Like a nature awaken
And Cossack recognized
- You are going to fight
For the good of the people
But you deeply mistaken...
He shook head in reply
And he prayed for a while
Then he whipped his horse
From the bitter annoyance.
Horse had started gallop
Like was chased by devil
From the green river bank
Where the river was flowing...
And he rode back and forth
On beloved Motherland..
Where forests and fields
Were turned to encampments
Former Don esaul
Many victories gained
And he ended the war
As Commander of Army...
But the Nature is wise
And His eyes from above
Seeing every misstep
On the life’s wavy road.
And the moment has came
When Cossack comprehend
All his deadly mistakes
By the end of his road.
And recalled Comandarm
Every sin he commit
And God’s voice he neglect
And the curse of his father...
When he heard trigger click
And the bullet in head
Gave release to the soul
Before meeting his judgement...
But Don river still holds
All his golden medals
And has grown into banks
All his officer’s crosses
For the great many years
We will hear the tale
From the steady and calmest
The river of Don...