Текст песни Н.Гумилев - Война

Like a dog on a chain heavy,
Tening a machine gun in the forest,
And buzzing shrapnel like bees,
Collecting bright red honey.

And "hoarse" away - as if sinya
Difficult day graduated reapers.
Say: it's a peaceful village
In the most benevolent of the evenings.

And truly light and holy
The case is a major war.
Seraphims, clear and covers,
Behind the shoulders of warriors are visible.

Workers, slowly running,
In the fields, oxygenated in the blood,
The feat of sowing and glory
Now, Lord, bless.

Like those that bend over Sauho,
Like those pray and grieved,
Their hearts are burning to you,
Wax candles are burning.

But about the Lord, and the Force
And victories of the royal hour Darui,
Who defeated says: "Cute,
Here, with my fraternal kiss! "
[1914]