Текст песни Александр Нота - Эйфория
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О, если ты спокоен, не растерян, Когда теряют головы вокруг, И если ты себе остался верен, Когда в тебя не верит лучший друг, И если ждать умеешь без волненья, Не станешь ложью отвечать на ложь, Не будешь злобен, став для всех мишенью, Но и святым себя не назовешь,- И если ты своей владеешь страстью, А не тобою властвует она, И будешь тверд в удаче и в несчастье, Которым в сущности цена одна, И если ты готов к тому, что слово Твое в ловушку превращает плут, И, потерпев крушенье, можешь снова - Без прежних сил - возобновить свой труд,- И если ты способен все, что стало Тебе привычным, выложить на стол, Все проиграть и вновь начать сначала, Не пожалев того, что приобрел, И если можешь сердце, нервы, жилы Так завести, чтобы вперед нестись, Когда с годами изменяют силы И только Воля говорит: "Держись!" И если можешь быть в толпе собою, При короле с народом связь хранить И, уважая мнение любое, Главы перед молвою не клонить, И если будешь мерить расстояние Секундами, пускаясь в дальний бег,- Земля - твое, мой мальчик, достоянье. И более того, Ты - Человек! (Р.Киплинг) IF you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!' If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, ' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son! |
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Oh, if you are calm, not confused,
When losing your heads around,
And if you stayed to yourself,
When you do not believe the best friend,
And if you can wait without a wave,
You won't be a lie to lie,
You will not be angry, becoming for all targets,
But you won't call yourself holy.
And if you own your passion,
And not to you owe,
And you will be firm in luck and in misfortune,
Which are in essence the price is one,
And if you are ready for the word
Your trap turns the plow,
And, crashes, you can again -
Without former forces - resume your work, -
And if you are capable of everything that has become
You are familiar with you, lay out on the table,
Everyone to lose and start to start again,
I have not sick of what has acquired,
And if you can heart, nerves, veins
So get to carry forward,
When the strength changes over the years
And only the will says: "Hold on!"
And if you can be in the crowd,
With the king with the people, the connection to store
And, respecting the opinion of any,
Chapters before I am not cloning,
And if you measure the distance
Seconds, falling into the distant run, -
Earth is yours, my boy, heritage.
And moreover, you are a man!
(R.Kipping)
IF You Can Keep Your Head WHEN All About You
Are Losing Theirs and Blaming IT On You
If You Can Trust Yourself WHEN ALL MEN DOUBT YOU
But make Make Allowance for their Doubting Too;
If You Can Wait and Not Be Tired by Waiting
OR BEING LIED ABOUT, DON'T DEAL IN LIES,
Or Being Heded, Don't Give Way to Hating,
And Yet Don't Look Too Good, Nor Talk Too Wise:
If You Can Dream - And Not Make Dreams Your Master;
If You Can Think - And Not Make Thoughts Your Aim;
If You Can Meet Triumph and Disaster
And Treat Those Two Impostors Just The Same;
If You Can Bear To Hear The Truth You've Spoken
Twisted by Knaves to Make A Trap for Fools,
Or Watch the Things You Gave Your Life To, Broken,
AND STOOP AND BUILD 'EM UP WORN-OUT TOOLS:
IF You Can Make One Heap of All Your Winnings
And Risk It On One Turn of Pitch-and-Toss,
And Lose, And Start Again At Your Beginnings
AND NEVER BREATHE A WORD ABOUT YOUR LOSS;
IF You Can Force Your Heart and Nerve and Sinew
To Serve Your Turn Long After the Are Gone,
AND SO HOLD ON WHEN THERE IS NOTING IN YOU
Except The Will Which Says To Them: 'Hold ON!'
If You Can Talk With Crowds and Keep Your Virtue
'Or Walk With Kings - Nor Lose The Common Touch,
If Neither Foes Nor Loving Friends CAN Hurt You,
If All Men Count with You, But None Too Much;
IF You Can Fill The UnforGiving Minute
With Sixty Seconds' Worth of Distance Run,
Yours Is The Earth and Everything That's In IT,
And - Which Is More - You'll Be a man, My Son!
