Текст песни Виктор Дзансолов - Свобода

Liberty

"From a strict, harmonious temple ..."

From a strict, slender temple
You went to screech the squares ...
- Liberty! - Beautiful lady
Marquises and Russian princes.

A terrible singing is happening, -
The impoverishment is yet to come!
- Liberty! - Walking girl
On a crazy soldier’s chest!

Close your eyes for a moment
And along with the coolness you breathe
Some kind of distant singing
Some kind of vague trembling.

And there is no Russia, no peace,
And there is neither love nor resentment -
In the blue realm of ether
A free heart is flying.

Music - Victor Dzansolov,
Poems - M. Tsvetaeva, G. Ivanov