Текст песни Цезарь Антонович Кюи - Пир во время чумы, Песня Мери

There was a time , flourished
In the world of our party :
On Sunday visited
The Church of God is full ;
Our children in a noisy school
Voices ,
And sparkled in the bright field
Hammer and fast Xhosa .
Now the church was empty ;
School muffled locked ;
Niva idly overripe ;
Grove dark empty ;
And selenium as home
Pogorelov, stands -
All quiet . Odno cemetery
Not emptied , not silent .
Every minute of the dead are ,
And the cries of the living
Timidly asking God
Upokoit their souls !
Constantly places it is necessary,
And graves among themselves ,
Like a frightened herd ,
Huddle close succession !

If an early grave
SRA my spring -
You, whom I loved so much ,
Whose love comfort me -
I pray : not approach
By Jenny body you his ,
The mouth of the dead do not touch ,
Should be issued for it.
And then leave The village in !
Go away somewhere,
Where only you can torment the soul
Delight and relax.
And when the plague blowjob
Visit my poor ashes ;
And Edmond will not leave
Jenny even in heaven !