Текст песни Валерант Пухов - Евгений Евтушенко - Человека убили

I remember a distant beam,
bridge decrepit, rotten
and flying Babu
on the bay mare.
In the gray cloud of dust,
ugly, pale,
"Man killed!" -
she shouted.
I shall not be able to forget,
as long as I live,
both ran after her,
throwing spit into the grass.
It is sad and strange,
I lay behind the hill
with the invisible injury
at the last rib.
Was he someone innocent
because of money killed ...
I remember the dark clay,
I heard the clatter of hoofs.
Babu in a cloud of dust
I see in a dream.
"Man killed!" -
heart-rending scream at me.

It's hard to live in the world to me,
it is difficult to hear the cry.
For human death
I'm still not used to it.
More than once I have seen,
how about no grieve,
imperceptible death
a Human Soul.
And Comrade Senior
among bustle
I guess scary
nonliving features.
Seeing is not valid.
Gritting his teeth, not talking.
"Man killed!" -
I was about to scream.

Yevgeny Yevtushenko 1957