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З​л​о​д​е​й​к​а​-​Д​у​ш​е​г​у​б​и​ц​а

from П​л​а​ч В​д​о​в​ы по М​у​ж​у (EP) by Икотка

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Злодейка-Душегубица

Подходила тут скорая смерётушка,
Она крадчи шла злодейка-душегубица
По крылечку ли она да молодой женой
По новым ли шла сеням да красной девушкой
Аль калекой она шла да перехожею
Со синя ли моря шла да всё голодная
Со чиста ли поля шла да ведь холодная
У дубовыих дверей да не стучалася
У окошечка ведь смерть да не давалася
Потихошеньку она да подходила
И черным вороном в окошко залетела.
Мы проглупали, сиротны малы детушки
Отпустили мы великое желаньице!
Кабы видели злодийную смеретушку
Мы бы ставили столы да ей дубовые
Мы бы стлали скатерти да тонкобраные
Положили бы ей вилки золоченые
Положили б востры ножички булатные
Нанесли бы всяких ествушек сахарниих
Наливали бы ей питьица медвяного
Мы садили бы тут скорую смерётушку
Как за этыи столы да за дубовые
Как на этыи на стульица кленовые
Отходячи бы ей низко поклонялися.

Villainous Murderer

Early death came here
She the villainous murderer sneaked up
Did she walk as a young wife on the porch
Whether as a beautiful girl through the hallway
Or as a pilgrim
Did she walk still hungry from the blue sea
Did she walk frozen from the clear field
She didn't knock on oak doors
After all, death was not given at the window
Little by little she came up
And flew into the window as a black raven
We the little orphaned children have been stupid
We let go of the great desire!
If only we saw a villainous death
We would put oak tables for her
We would lay thin tablecloths
Would put her gilded forks
We would put the damask knives
We would bring all kinds of sweet food
We would pour her a drink of honey
We would seat early death
Behind these oak tables
On these maple chairs
We would bow down to her lowly

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