Черные бушлаты [Chernye bushlaty] [Transliteration]

Za nashey spinoy ostalis' paden'ya, zakaty,

Nu khot' by nichtozhnyy, nu khot' by nevidimyy vzlet!

Mne khochetsya verit', chto chernyye nashi bushlaty

Dadut nam vozmozhnost' segodnya uvidet' voskhod.

Segodnya na lyudyakh skazali: Umrite geroyski!

Poprobuyem - ladno! Uvidim, kakoy oborot.

YA tol'ko podumal, chuzhiye kurya papiroski:

Tut kto kak sumeyet, - mne vazhno uvidet' voskhod.

Osobaya rota - osobyy pochet dlya sapera.

Ne prygayte s finkoy na spinu moyu iz vetvey,

Naprasno starat'sya,- ya i s pererezannym gorlom

Segodnya uvizhu voskhod do razvyazki svoyey.

Proshli po tylam my, derzhas', chtob ne rezat' ikh sonnykh,

I vdrug ya zametil, kogda prokusili prokhod,-

Yeshche nesmyshlenyy, zelenyy, no chutkiy podsolnukh

Uzhe povernulsya verkhushkoy svoyey na voskhod.

Za nashey spinoyu v shest' tridtsat' ostalis' - ya znayu,-

Ne tol'ko paden'ya, zakaty, no vzlet i voskhod.

Dva provoda golykh, zubami skripya, zachishchayu,-

Voskhoda ne videl, no ponyal: vot-vot - i vzoydet.

...Ukhodit obratno na nas poredevshaya rota.

Chto bylo - ne vazhno, a vazhen lish' vzorvanyy fort.

Mne khochetsya verit', chto grubaya nasha rabota

Vam darit vozmozhnost' besposhlinno videt' voskhod

• Artist:Vladimir Vysotsky