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слова и музыка Б. Окуджавы
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GwvYA7Hf9GY

one king was to campaign to some country, foreign and odd,
his queen dried a sackful of biscuits for him on a go,
she managed to mend his old mantle so natty and thorough,
she gave him a pack of tobacco and a baggie with salt.

she hugged him and placed her arms on king's shoulders/chest,
she told him, her eyes were shining and kissing:
"you should beat them all, otherwise you'll be known as peaceful/pacifist,
and do not forget to take all honey cookies of/from a foe."

and king saw his army right here amid of the yard,
five sad men, five cheerful men, with them a sergeant,
king said: "go forth! we do fear nor wind, neither media,
we'll beat all the foes, and we''ll victorious, and hoorah!"

well, fanfares and speeches were shouted and thundered away,
meanwhile, on the march king has changed and reformed his army:
the cheerful men, he has appointed to be the intendants,
the sad men were kept as the soldiers, "mayhap, that's ok."

so, would you imagine, the glory-days occasionally/suddenly came;
five sad men have not come back out of recently battle,
a sergeant got married a captive, he morally was so unstable,
but cookies, a huge sackful bag, they have taken with them.

play, orchestras, do sound the laughter and songs/trumps/trumpets,
we shall not go into the moment of transient sorrow.
since sad men have no sense for staying alive, just as so,
and, by the way, honey cookies aren't always enough.

#a_ex

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