Текст песни Н.А. Некрасов - Дедушка

GRANDDAD

Dedicated to W n h th
I

Once my father, in the office,
Sasha saw the portrait,
Depicted in the portrait
There was a young general.
"Who is it? - Sasha asked. -
Who .. "- This is your grandfather. -
And the father turned away,
Low hung his head.
"What did not I see it?"
Pope a word in response.
Grandson, standing in front of her grandfather,
Zorko looks at the portrait:
"Dad, what are you sighing?
He died ... alive? Speak! "
- When you grow up, Sasha, you'll know.
"That's just ... you say, look! .."
II

"Grandpa you know, mother?" -
Mother son says.
- I know - and hand Sasha
Mom pulls the portrait,
Mom goes against the will.
"Tell me about it,
Mama! evil is it that you,
What I do not see it?
Well, my dear! Well, do
Grace, say something! "
- No, he is kind and brave,
Only unfortunate. - On the chest
Head hid mother,
Heavily sighing, trembling -
And wept ... And Sasha
Zorko grandfather looks:
"What are you, my mother, sobbed
Words do not want to say! "
- When you grow up, Sasha, you'll know.
Better let's go for a walk ... -
III

The house has a large anxiety.
Happy, bright face,
Newly house cleaning,
Mom whispered to my father.
How cheerful the conversation!
Son notices, silent.
- Soon you will see my grandfather! -
Sasha's father says ...
Grandpa alone and raves
Sasha - can not sleep:
"As a long time he was not going? .."
- My friend! Far be it his way! -
Sasha melancholy sighs,
He thinks: "What kind of answer"
Here at last is coming
This mysterious grandfather.
IV

All that waiting too long ago,
Met old suddenly ...
Blessed be He, weeping,
The house and the family, and servants,
The dust brushed off at the threshold,
With neck solemnly removed
The image of the crucified God
And, to be baptized, he said:
- I Dnes with all reconciled,
What has suffered in the century! .. -
Son of the Father bowed,
Feet washed the old man;
White curls scratched
Grandpa Sasha's mother,
Stroke them, kiss,
Sasha called kissing.
Right hand mummy
Grandfather grabbed and the other
Sasha stroked rosy:
- What a handsome one! -
Grandpa's gaze
Sasha looked - suddenly
Tears boy hail
Gushing, grandson to grandfather
I threw, "Grandpa! where are you
There once was lost so many years?
Where are your epaulettes,
What is not in uniform are you wearing?
What are you hiding in the leg?
Hurt, whether that hand? .. "
- When you grow up, Sasha, you'll know.
Well, kiss the old man ..! -
V

Cheerful, animated,
Joy breathes the whole house.
With grandparents befriended Sasha,
Always walk together.
There are meadows, forests,
Tear cornflowers among the cornfields;
Grandpa is ancient years,
But still vigorous and handsome,
Teeth Grandfather intact,
The pace, posture rigid,
Curls fluffy and white,
As silver beard;
Build, tall,
But as the baby looks,
Once Apostolic simple,
Exactly always says ...
VI

Come to the shore sloping
To Russian great river -
Sandpiper fingered whistles,
Thousands of paws on the sand;
Barca lead Twine,
Chu, boatmen voice!
The flat expanse of the river -
Fields, meadows, forests.
Coolness blowing
With slow, slumbering waters ...
Grandfather kisses the ground,
Crying - and quietly sings ...
"Granddad! you drop the
Large tears as hail? .. "
- When you grow up, Sasha, you learn!
You do not worry - I'm glad ...
VII

I am glad that I saw the picture,
Sweet childhood eyes.
Look a look at the plain -
And he loved it!
Two or three estates of the nobility,
Twenty-the Lord's Church,
One hundred peasant villages
As in the palm of her!
In the forest a herd of grazing -
It is a pity that skotinka chalk;
The song is sung somewhere -
Sorry - non-source bitter!
A murmur: "Apply the same hand
Poor peasants soon! "
Millennial flour,
Sasha, you Do you hear it? ..
It is necessary to be healthy
Sheep and their horses,
It is necessary to have a cow
Thicker Moscow merchants' wives -
There will be joy in the song
Instead of despair and anguish.
Above