Lyrics Чиж и Со - Вот пуля просвистела
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Вот пуля просвистела, в грудь попала мне -
Спасся я в степи на лихом коне.
Но шашкою меня комиссар достал -
Покачнулся я и с коня упал.
Эй, ой да конь мой вороной!
Эй, да обрез стальной!
Эй, да густой туман!
Эй, ой да батька атаман, да батька атаман!
На одной ноге я пришёл с войны,
Привязал коня, сел я у жены.
Но часу не прошло - комиссар пришёл,
Отвязал коня и жену увёл.
Спаса со стены под рубаху снял,
Хату подпалил, да обрез достал.
При Советах жить - торговать свой крест!
Много нас таких уходило в лес!
Спасся я в степи на лихом коне.
Но шашкою меня комиссар достал -
Покачнулся я и с коня упал.
Эй, ой да конь мой вороной!
Эй, да обрез стальной!
Эй, да густой туман!
Эй, ой да батька атаман, да батька атаман!
На одной ноге я пришёл с войны,
Привязал коня, сел я у жены.
Но часу не прошло - комиссар пришёл,
Отвязал коня и жену увёл.
Спаса со стены под рубаху снял,
Хату подпалил, да обрез достал.
При Советах жить - торговать свой крест!
Много нас таких уходило в лес!
Here a bullet whizzed through my chest -
I was saved in a steppe on a dashing horse.
But the commissar took me off with a sword -
I swayed and fell down from my horse.
Hey, oh, my horse is black!
Hey, cut the steel!
Hey, yes thick fog!
Hey, oh yes, father, ataman, but Father Ataman!
On one foot I came from the war,
I tied a horse, I sat with my wife.
But the hour did not pass - the commissar came,
He untied his horse and took his wife away.
Savior removed from the wall under his shirt,
Hatu burned, but bleed.
When the Soviets live - trade their cross!
Many of us went to the forest!
I was saved in a steppe on a dashing horse.
But the commissar took me off with a sword -
I swayed and fell down from my horse.
Hey, oh, my horse is black!
Hey, cut the steel!
Hey, yes thick fog!
Hey, oh yes, father, ataman, but Father Ataman!
On one foot I came from the war,
I tied a horse, I sat with my wife.
But the hour did not pass - the commissar came,
He untied his horse and took his wife away.
Savior removed from the wall under his shirt,
Hatu burned, but bleed.
When the Soviets live - trade their cross!
Many of us went to the forest!