Leshak : Pustosvyat

Folk Death / Russia
(2012 - Stygian Crypt Productions)
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1. ОТЧЕ НАШ(PATERNOSTER)

(Instrumental)


2. Пустосвят (Pustosvyat)

V odnoy gluhoy lesnoy derevne
Jil pop Amvrosiy - bojiy rab.
Horoshiy pastir, dobriy dyadka...
On bil ohoch do chujih bab.

Odnajdi vecherom vesennim
Pop vstretil Klima-starika,
Kotoriy davecha jenilsya
Na divnoy deve!

Molodka bistro soblaznilas
Namekam starogo popa.
I vsya izba perekosilas
Ot dikoy ebli!

Chort taitsya za krestom! Kogti tyanet za popom!
-Chasto mazal ti deviz!? Nu-ka, paday, dyadka, nits!
S ispugu ryasu ne obgad, a to tvoeyu borodoy
Mirotochenie sie pridetsya tut je vitirat!

A pop Amvrosiy tiho plachet.
Ved chort eldirinoy svoey
Ego v otkritiy rot figachet,
Chto vstal zamest pizdi u ney!


3.РОСТОВЪ (ROSTOV)

V derevenke pod Rostovom
Lyudi tserkvy vozvodili
Zabirali les u chashi:
Dubi, eli I osini.
Iz dubov slojili steni,
Krishu vozveli iz eli,
A osinu moloduyu na kresti pustili.

Derevenskie sobaki
Toy ji nochyu zavivali.
Les gudel, treshal stvolami.
Kriki ujasa rvalis!

No na utro podnyalas
Temno-buraya zarniza,
Budto nebo okropilos,
Krovyu zalilo vokrest.
Vsu derevhu mrachnoy hmaryu
Zatyanulo, zginul svet...
Tolko zasvetil zloveshe
Rublenniy osiniy krest.

I stolpilsya lyud dremuchiy,
Slovno v stoybishe barani,
A u zerkvi vse v gryazi
Trupi lesorubov!

V zlobe, panike jivotnoy,
Proklinaya jizn I boga,
Lud razjeg koster do neba,
Silyas tuchi razognat!
Zerkov rushili, krushili,
Razrubali I kidali
Vseo v ogon, no svet mertvetsiy,
Razlivalsya po derevne.

I v razgar lyudskogo buistva,
Ne zamechenniy nikem,
Postupiyu tyajeloy vishel
Leshiy!

Golovi rval, Tela v klochiya,
Kosti s myasom razmolol,
Vipuskal kishki,
Vseh sajal na kol!

S toy pori v derevnyu etu
Net dorogi, vseo v obiesd.
Tam na kladbishe ostivshem
Iz osini stoit krest.


4. ФЁДОР ДА МАРЬЯ (FEDOR AND MARIA)

Maria s Fedorom jila, da urotsa rodila!
Proplyala ona rebenka, vereshyala gromko.
Uslihal to stariy filin, k vodyanitse napravilsya,
Vodyaniza k Leshaku, dolojila stariku.

Zaberem, vzrastim kak volka! S name budet bolshe tolku!

Uvidal Leshak krasotku, zavorochal suchiya lovko,
Obratilsya k dame chotko: "Ne izvolite l nagnutsya?"
Ta v otvet: "Nu ne seychas! Nam pora, uj probil chas!"
Vstal Leshak, otbrosiv len, i s razbegu vles na pen.

Kriknul gromko, na ves les: "Vse vstayem, podros nash bes!
Zaberem, vzrastim kak volka, bolshe s name budet tolku!"

Polchishe prishlo v posyelok, put ot lesa bil ne dolog,
Dver vilamivaya puzom, vodyanoy vkatilsya yuzom.
Fedor s Mariey ispugalis, po izbushe zametalis,
Oba chres okno spaslis, slomya golovu neslis.

Nechist po izbe plyasala, pseo vokrug porazbrosala,
I, urodtsa zabiraya, drujno horom napevala:
"Projivesh ne menshe veka, budesh silnim chelovekom,
Na gribah, koreniyah vzroshen, ne v primer sobratiyam toshim!"


5. ОЙСЯ, ТЫ ОЙСЯ (OYSA, YOU OYSA)

Oysa, ti osya
Ti menya ne boisya,
Ya tebya ne tronu,
Ti ne bespokoiysa!

Dayte mne bolshoy kinjal, daite nojik-finku,
Ya poedu na Kavkaz, tantsevat lezginku.

Po reke plivet chehen I rukami mashet,
A na nem stoit kazak I chegoi-to plyashet!

Na kone sidit jigit s chornoyu papahoyu,
Nu, sleazay skorey s konya, dam tebe po pahu ya!

Na jidovskoy storone jidi molyatsa stene,
a jidovskaya stena im ne skajet ni hera!

Oysa, ti osya
Ti menya ne boisya,
Ya tebya ne tronu,
Ti ne bespokoiysa!


6. МЕЛЬНИЦА (MILL)

(Instrumental)


7. РАСПУТЬЕ (CROSSROADS)

Kak-to moroznoy, stiloy poroy
Ivan vozvrashyalsya domoy.
S yarmarki shumnoy, dorogoyu tornoy,
Molodets braviy bil malost hmelnoy.

Ustal uj Ivan, da holodno judko!
I solntse toropitsya za neba kray,
Vdrug hohot I kriki... Glyadit - na doroge,
Posred perekrestka ogon polihaet.

Gulyaet narod, razlivaetsya braga,
"Oh, mne b otogretsya!" - putnik vskrichal.
Tut je on s charkoy, u samogo plameni,
V krugu razveselih devits vossedal.

Mesyats vstaet, razjigayutsya zvezdi,
Pianstvo i blud uj tsaryat u kostra.
No chto-to neladnoe v gulyakah bezrodnih,
Pianogo parnya dogatka projgla.

Yazik zapletaetsya, v glazah vseo menyaetsya,
Ujasnie roji na vanyu glyadyat!
Richat i lopochut, strashno gogochut,
Kogtyami sverkayut, branyatsya, svistyat!

Zabrezjil rassvet - cherty bejat...
Ivan u kostra je ostalsya lejat.
Sili nechistie s uma svorotili,
Da dushu hristiansku s soboi prihvatili!

8.ЧЕРТОВ РОГ (DEVIL`S HORN)

Solntse v zinite davno,
A kto-to eshe ne prosnulsya.
Ot pianstva paspuhshaya roja
Valyaetsya budto brevno.

"Oh, mne vintsa bi hlebnut..."
Otets Prokopiy podumal,
Ryasu raspravil i v put
Telo gruznoe dvinul.

Haryu ladoniyu poter,
Da za golovu totchas shvatilsja,
V glotke ved' adskij koster,
V cerkov' tot pop vorotilsja.

On po pogrebu metalsja,
Besnovalsja i oral:
"Ja by vse otdal
Esli b kto mne vyzhrat' dal!"

Vdrug pojavilis' besy da cherti:
"Vot kagor, derzhi, bratok!
No snachala krest natel'nyj
Soizvol'-ka, nam otdaj!"

Syplja brannymi slovami,
On iz pogreba zapel...
I na paperti cerkovnoj
Mordoj v grjaz' da zahrapel.

Tol'ko k utru na derevne
Pop prodral glaza i vstal
I s zaplyvshej mjatoj rozhej
Ne spesha domoj shagal.

Popad'ja ego vstrechaet,
On idet cherez porog
I polenom poluchaet:
"Gde zh ty shljalsja, muzhenek?"
Ot udara, vmesto shishki
U popa da na chele
Otrastaet rog kozlinyj,
Na pleshivoj golove.

S toj pory tot rog rastet
Ne po dnjam, a po chasam!
Pilit pop i dnem, i noch'ju,
Da kuda uzh tam!


9. ЯБЛОЧКО (APPLE)

Nachinaju predstavlenie,
Nachinaju pesni pet',
Razreshite dlja nachala,
Na huj valenok odet'!

Kak na Kievskom vokzale
Dva popa majachili...
Majachili, majachili
Da kassu ohujachili!

Garmonist, garmonist,
Kak tvoja zdorovija?
CHto ty guby raspustil
Kak pizda korov'ja?

Vse na svete horosho:
Cvetut romashki v pole,
CHego-to hochetsja eshhe –
Poslat' vseh na huj chto li?


10. DARJANE-MARJANE

(Instrumental)


11. ACE OF SPADES (MOTORHEAD COVER)

If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man,
You win some, lose some, all the same to me,
The pleasure is to play, makes no difference what you say,
I don't share your greed, the only card I need is
The Ace Of Spades

Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil,
Going with the flow, it's all the same to me,
Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you,
Double up or quit, double stake or split,
The Ace Of Spades

You know I'm born to lose, and gambling's for fools,
But that's the way I like it baby,
I don't wanna live for ever,
And don't forget the joker!

Pushing up the ante, I know you wanna see me,
Read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again,
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die,
The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be,
The Ace Of Spades

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