Тарас Бульба - Что такое есть наше товарищество - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I want to tell me, Panov, what is our partnership. You heard from fathers and grandfathers, in what honor there was our land: And Greeks gave to know himself, and the Chervonians took from Tsargrad, and the cities were lush, and the temples, the princes, the princes of the Russian family, their princes, and not Catholic undertakes. All took bewildren, everything was gone. Only we remained, Syrie, yes, as a widow after a strong husband, Sriiya, as well as we, our Earth!

So at what time we filed, comrades, hand on the brotherhood! This is what is worth our partnership! No ultrasound holy partnership! Father loves her child, mother loves her child, child loves her father and mother. But this is not something, brothers: loves and beast your child. But it can be reached by kinship, and not by blood can only a person. There were comrades in other lands, but there were no such comrades such as in Russian land ...

I know, it has now started on our land; They only think that with them there were bread stogs, the skirds and horse herds are, and they would be well in the cellar of the sealed honey. Adopt the hell knows what Bursurman's customs; bend to your tongue; It sells your own, how to sell a soulless creature on the trading market ... But the last hood is, what it is neither, even though he was in soot and in foolishness, there is also the brothers, the girlfriend of the Russian feeling. And he will ever wake up, and he will hit, the coremary, about the floors with his hands, grab himself behind his head, cursed the loud life of his life, ready to redeem the shameful business. Let them know everything that means in the Russian land Association! Yeah, if I went to die, "so no one comes out of them so dying! .. Nobody, nobody! .. Not enough for them from their mouse them!