Владимир Скунцев и анс. Казачий Круг - Любо, братцы, любо - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Like Black Eric, like Black Eric *

Cossacks rode - forty thousand horses,

And the shore was covered, and the shore was covered

Hundreds of chopped, shot people.

Chorus (twice):

Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live,

With our ataman, you do not have to bother.

And the first bullet, and the first bullet,

And the first bullet hit the horse

And the second bullet, and the second bullet,

And the second bullet-fucker injured me.

Chorus (with repetition).

Our ataman knows who he chooses

The team broke out, Thai forgot about me.

They got the will and the Cossack share,

I got a dusty hot earth.

Chorus (with repetition).

And the wife will cry, he will go out for another,

For a comrade Movo, he will forget about me,

It's a pity only the will in a wide field,

It is a pity for the mother-old mother and a bulan horse.

Chorus (with repetition).

My curls are blond, my eyes are bright

Herbs, weeds and wormwood will be shown

My bones are white, my heart is brave

Krushuns and crows will smash along the steppe.

Chorus (with repetition).

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* The text of the first verse based on the book of Boris Almazov’s musicologist “Not only Music to words”, M., Centerpolygraph, 2003, p. 354:

On the great mud, where the black Eric,

Tatarva caught up with forty thousand horses,

Eric was muddied, and the shore was covered

Hundreds of chopped, shot people ...

The song is dedicated to the defense of the Don Colonel M. I. Platov Caravan at the Callah tract, at the Chernogryaz Shlya, from the 16,000th Horde of the Nagais and Crimeans. Surprisingly, even the number of horses, Tatars led two "Warming horses", approximately coincides. "

Eric is an old woman, a simple sleeve of an abandoned river bed.