Oath


The night threw icy cold shiver,
The stars twinkled coldly.
Beloved friend, the great leader
I lay in a coffin in the Columned Hall of ...

Saying goodbye to the best of men,
The peoples of grief did not hide.
And under the guise of friends
Enemies secretly rejoiced.

That night, when luchilsya glance
And my heart like quipped,
That night, through the crying, sadness and poison
There was suddenly a quiet voice.

He was like a conscience, like fate.
With those who was in the Hall of Columns,
The voice of the time and struggle
Forever tied!

And we all knew what happened to him
Through the darkness and grief we are trying,
And we have one breath
They said after him: "We swear!" 1939