Текст песни М. Ю. Лермонтоа - Мцыри. 8 отрывок

You wanna know what i did
In the wild? Lived - and my life
Without these three blissful days
It would be sadder and darker.

Your impotent old age.
Long ago I thought
Take a look at the far fields
Find out if the land is beautiful

Find out for the will or the prison
We will be born into this world.
And at the hour of the night, the terrible hour,
When the thunderstorm frightened you

When, crowding at the altar,
You were lying on the ground.
I ran. Oh, I'm like a brother.
Would be glad to embrace with the storm!

With the eyes of the clouds I followed
I caught the lightning with my hand ...
Tell me that among these walls
Could you give me in return

That friendship is short but alive
Between a stormy heart and a thunderstorm? ..