Иван Кучин — Царь-Батюшка song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Царь-Батюшка" by Иван Кучин.
Lyrics
Что горело, уже было сожжено
И хоть гарь не сходила с лица,
Мы считали начало положено,
Но не знали, какого конца.
Мы стреляли, паля до последнего,
Долго щупали пульс, а потом
Дострелили с нагана наследника,
А сестер докололи штыком.
Ах, Царь-батюшка, Николаюшка,
Ни могилы Вам, ни креста.
Не судите нас, было жалко Вас,
Как распятого жалко Христа.
Ни Господь, ни корсеты английские,
Ни Георгиевский крест не спасли.
И Царя Государя Российского,
Как собаку во двор сволокли.
А в лесу, когда кони встревожено,
Захрапели, узнав мертвеца.
Мы считали начало положено,
Да не знали, какого конца.
Ах, Царь-батюшка, Николаюшка,
Ни могилы Вам, ни креста.
Не судите нас, было жалко Вас,
Как распятого жалко Христа.
Lyrics translation
What was burning was already burned
And though the smoke did not go off my face,
We thought it was a start,
But they didn't know which end.
We fired, firing to the last,
Long felt the pulse, and then
Finished shooting the heir with a revolver,
And the sisters were bayoneted.
Ah, the King-priest, Nikolashka,
No grave for You, no cross.
Don't judge us, I was sorry for You,
I feel sorry for the crucified Christ.
Neither the Lord nor the corsets are English,
Neither the St. George cross was saved.
And The Tsar Tsar Of Russia,
Like a dog dragged into the yard.
And in the forest, when the horses are alarmed,
They snored as they recognized the dead man.
We thought it was a start,
They didn't know what end.
Ah, the King-priest, Nikolashka,
No grave for You, no cross.
Don't judge us, I was sorry for You,
I feel sorry for the crucified Christ.