Текст песни Поэма И.И. Кобзева Падение Пируна - 16. Сон Баяна

Son of Boyan
Exhausted the singer a homeless way.
His white mustache hung frowningly.
So he decided to rest under the sticky.
Is it reality? Was it a dream? ..
The old man sees: a rainbow between the fields
Rises high clear.
He - without thinking twice - right to her!
Grabbed by the railing colorful
And went on a rainbow above the steep
To the far edge, inaccessible to fiction,
Where are the herds of gray fine-cloud clouds
On grazing walk pastures.
The starry grain is silvering there
What Svarog sowed in furrows,
It shines with a radiant cornfield,
Spread from south to north.
And on the hill a tower stands the king.
The window glows in the tower.
And the beauty of the Dawn looks out of the window,
Beloved red girl ...
Says Dawn: - Hello, light Boyan.
Why did you come to our distance?
Oh how noni I would be happy
Kaby song pampered me!
Rek Boyan: - I’m here - not in a hoppy feast,
To sing forever, so the tongue becomes dull ...
You answer, Dawn: where is your brother Perun?
What kind of Russia will he not intercede ?!
Here Zorka has tears from her tender eyes
Pearls rolled clean.
Sad she told a story
Many wondered at whom ...
Zorka said: - The world was mighty,
Where Perun roared with victories!
Though severe he was, though not everyone was nice,
But with him everything was in order.
The coulters of Perun hammered the peasants;
Made an unseen treasure sword
Enemies rati collapsed on the spot
How he sparkled, torn from a scabbard!
Perun judged the battle of light with darkness,
Separated forever from white to black
Reconciled the duel of fire with water,
Sharpened fire in mountain flints.
He accomplished many glorious deeds, eagle,
Go and list all the things
But how many envious people he acquired:
Tea, for every choch - according to the envious person!
Do good, look: no one is happy!
Envious people have no joy.
Angrier black snakes hiss behind their backs,
More sweets love nasty things.

And beyond the blue river that murmurs in a wave,
Under the mountain that everyone has seen
Lived the cunning, cunning King Zavid,
Most of all, Perun was envious.
He did not want to live in his yard,
Where the barrels are full of honey
And he wanted to be on a steep mountain,
Where Perun carves lightning.
Zavid jammed another's honor
The pride is honored sweeter than sugar.
Oh how he tried to climb that mountain,
So that the servants would all groan!
Yes, not just coping with that mountain:
All sides of it are smoother of marble.
King kite claws had a king
Yes, they cracked the stones on them.

Black envy tortured completely,
The king gave a strict command:
Golden build him a palace,
To be richer than God!
And Zavid sat in the midst of the servants,
Boasting bold speeches.
He took the scarlet bow in one hand,
And to another quiver with arrows ...

The gods feasted on Lys Mount
Someone jokingly told Thunder:
- Do you drink mash to us at your court?
Al go to your assistant?
All Perunov tower from these words
He was filled with heroic laughter
The sky trembled as if from thunder
In barrels, beer exploded with a roar.
And Perun’s shadow fell on his forehead,
Know tired of stinging speeches.
And fog and darkness fell to the ground
From Perunov’s thoughts weary.
Hidden gods: they are waiting for a blow!
There is no salvation from the Thunder
His hot arrows burn evenly,
Everyone burns without regret!

Suddenly Perun to earth from the throne - shast!
No reproaches, no complaints
Says Zavid: - Take all the power,
Kohl is your desire!
Don’t be ashamed if you can teach you anything.
It’s not easy, tea, to rule the world! ..
- What ruff to teach how to swim in the river?
Without clues I will be able to reign! -

Swapped clothes without hassle,
Everyone said a greeting,
King Zawid sat on a carpeted plane
And ascended to the light mountain.
And Perun quiver on the ground - grab!
- Tired of it! Took over the dosit! -
I went to bed under the sacred oak.
He still sleeps there without waking up ...

And Zavid ascended the high throne,
Not lost from the worries received.
He held out his sovereign hand
From midnight countries to midday.
He became his reason to decide
He began to teach and prompt people:
As a handy land to plow in winter,
How to roll in a sleigh in spring.
So who thought to be a sage to pass by,
At once for a new custom stands:
Then he orders to walk upside down,
That flea with an elephant embraces.
From such a reign of the king
Empty fields are barren
Zadichal, burned out the ground.
Even the gods sit hungry.
People will not wait for spring-red.
All the singing rivers are chained.
From heaven and from the treasury of the earth
All treasures are stolen.
And in no way will the king correct sin:
Where to get grain? The mice ate.
Where are the mice? Cats devoured everyone.
Where are the cats? The arrows clapped.
Where are the arrows? They went to the river for a walk.
Where is the river? The bulls drank all.
Where are the bulls? They laid down on the sand.
Where are the sands? All the winds have increased ...

Stupid Zavid did not manage with the earth,
Brew things untalented.
And one misfortune after another misfortune
They went to visit people uninvited.
The mournful way will not end in any way.
Do not open the girder with the winds.
But Perun will wake up someday!
They gave out light rays! ..