Текст песни Ст. Р.Киплинга, муз. А.Кайдалова. Исполняет А.Кайдалов - Бремя Белого Человека

The cult poem of the R.Kipling "White Man" is known in Russian in three different translations, which differ in fact not only lexically and stylistically, but also ideologically, in different ways, by refraining the author's national self-awareness.
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A.Sergeyev translation:

Carrying this proud burden -
Native sons went
To serve you subject to
Peoples on the edge of the earth -
On the cautious sake of gloomy
Rolling savages
Half demons
Half people.

Carrying this proud burden -
Be Rovna and deliver,
Do not learn
And do not consider offended;
Simple clear word
For the hundredth time repeat -
This to your ward
Generous removed the crop.

Carrying this proud burden -
Fight for someone else's peace -
Finish the disease to retreat
And the hunger is close to the mouth;
But what you are closer to success,
The better recognize
Pagan lack of
Treacherous lie.

Carry this proud burden
Not as a sore king -
To heavy black work,
As a slave behavior;
During his lifetime, you do not see
Ports, highway, bridges -
So building them leaving
Graves such as you!

Carrying this proud burden -
You will be rewarded
Treeds commanders
And shouts of wild tribes:
"What do you want damned
Why confuse the minds?
Do not bring us to the light
From the pretty Egyptian darkness! "

Carrying this proud burden -
Ungrateful work, -
Ah, too loud speech
Your fatigue is issued!
What you already did
And still ready to do
The silent people will measure
You and your gods.

Carrying this proud burden -
From youth in the distance
Forget about light glory
Cheap laurel wreath -
Now your matureness
And the failure of fate
It is estimated bitter and sober
Court of equal to you!

Second translation:

Translation of V.Toporov:

Your lot - White burden!
As in the exile, went
His sons for service
Dark Sons of Earth;

On religious work -
There is no shelter, -
Edit stupid crowp
That devils, then children.

Your lot - White burden!
Patiently demolition
Threats and insult
And honors do not ask;
Be patient and honest,
Do not be lazy to a hundred times -
To understand each -
Your repeat order.

Your lot - White burden!
The world of hard war:
Foaming hungry,
Mor spear out of the country;
But, even having achieved a goal
Be alert always:
Change il foams
Patent horde.

Your lot - White burden!
But this is not a throne, and work:
Washed clothes,
And lubrication, and itching.
Roads and moorings
Descendants of Ponstro,
Life put on it -
And Lagged in the ground is someone else's.

Your lot - White burden!
Reward from the awards -
Despite of native powers
And the evil passenger herd.
You (Oh, on which windshche!)
Svetok will head the mind
To listen to: "We are a nail
Egyptian Darkness! "

Your lot - White burden!
His drop do not dare!
Do not dare the chatter about freedom
Hide the weakness of your shoulders!
Fatigue is not an excuse,
After all, the native people
According to you, Tobyu
Your gods know.

Your lot - White burden!
Forget how you decided
To achieve soon glory -
Then you were a baby.
In ruthless,
Twread deaf godin
It's time to enter a man,
Introduce men!

Third translation:

M.Fromanaa translation:

Carry the burden of white, -
And the best sons
On grave work
For thirty seas;
To the service to the conquered
Sullen tribes
To serve to semi-tech
Or maybe hello!

Carry the burden of white, -
Summarize everything
Speed ​​even pride
And shame to overcome;
Press the hardness of stone
All said words
Give them all that
I used to benefit to you.

Carry the burden of white, -
Remove the world of war,
Press the hunger,
Commit with plague,
When wrecking your
Approach end,
Your hard work will destroy
Lazy or fool.