Текст песни Пролог - КОМУ НА РУСИ ЖИТЬ ХОРОШО

In what year - count
In what land - guess
On the pole track
Seven men came together:
Seven temporarily liable
Of a tightened province
Terpigorev County,
Empty volost
From adjacent villages:
Zlatova, Dyryavina,
Razutova, Znobishina.
Gorelova, Neelova -
A crop failure, too,
We got together and argued:
Who has fun
Free in Russia?

Roman said: to the landowner,
Demian said: to the official,
Luke said: ass.
Merchants to the fat belly! -
The Gubin brothers said
Ivan and Mitrodor.
Old man groin pushed
And he said, gazed out into the earth:
The noble boyar
Minister of the sovereign.
But Prov said: To the king ...

Man what a bull: be quiet
What a whim -
Stake her ottudova
Do not beat out: they rest,
Everyone stands his ground!
Was such a debate started,
What passers-by think -
Know the treasure guys found
And divide among themselves ...
In the case, each in its own way
Till noon I left the house:
That path kept to the forge,
He walked to the village of Ivankovo
Call father Prokofiy
Baptize the child.
Groin honeycombs
Carried to the bazaar in the Great,
And two brothers Gubina
So simple with a halter
Catch the stubborn horse
They went into their flock.
It’s time for everyone to
To return my way -
They walk alongside!
Go as if chased
Behind them are gray wolves,
What comes sooner.
Go - get out of hand!
They shout - they will not come to their senses!
But the time is not waiting.