Scaffold.
I
When I was not scaffold As I spat sticky saliva,
As I walked to the scaffold, In my crutch ran blind.
When I went to the gallows Someone broke into my blood person
When I went to the gallows Someone filled the mouth with lead.
And do not envy fellow travelers!
Last way a sprinkling!
Let's not cry!
Let's not cry;
But sometimes life - only a matter of chance,
Today you are condemned!
Tomorrow may be - is the executioner!
Already executioner!
II
When I went to the gallows My feet were throwing flowers
When I went to the gallows Someone believed that we are not slaves.
When I went to the gallows Someone believed that honest I
When I went to the gallows Someone knew that life is not mine.
And do not envy fellow travelers!
Last way a sprinkling!
Let's not cry!
Let's not cry;
But sometimes life - only a matter of chance,
Today you are condemned!
Tomorrow may be - is the executioner!
Already executioner!