Текст песни М.И. Цветаева - Март 4. Германии

& quot; Germany & quot;
Oh, the maiden of all blush
Among the green mountains -
Germany!
Germany!
Germany!
A shame!
Half a card pockets,
Astral soul!
Vstar - tales of fog
Today - the tanks went.
Pre Czech peasant -
Do not let us down
Rolling tanks
According to her hopes rye?
Before the grief immensely
This small country
What do you feel, Germans:
Germany sons ??
Oh mania! Oh mummy
Greatness!
You burn
Germany!
Madness,
Madness
Are you doing
With stranglehold
Unleash a strong man!
For health, Moravia!
Slovakia, slovich!
In the crystal underground
Go away - prepare a punch:
Bohemia!
Bohemia!
Bohemia!
Nazar!