Soldatu ...

[Mrs. Pachino]

Eshe vchera on bil so mnoy,
Ushedshiy rano paren moy.
Vokrug mogili tishina,
Vstayet kak zhestkaya stena.

Ti bil geroyem, pal v boyu,
I pogubil lubov moyu.
Ti bil geroyem, smert tvoya,
Segodnya Rodinu spasla.
A pro menya zabil, lish v boy,
Bezhal na pul' otchaynix voy.

Skazhi zachem i pochemu,
Ti tak razbil moyu mechtu??
Zachem zakriv glaza v posledniy raz,
Ti pozabil slova i nas?

Ya nikogda ne dam tebe,
Spokoyno spat' v siroy zemle.
Ti vechno v pamyati moey,
I bol' s godami vse silney.

I ya drugim ne pokazhu
Chto takzhe silno ya lublu.
No pomni serdce i dusha
Vsegda s toboyu, bol' moya.

Tvoye pis'mo vsegda so mnoy,
Ne podelu ego s voynoy.
A fotografiyi moment,
Napomnit proshlogo sekret.

Ono ne ti, ono vsegda,
Sogreyet dushu, svet xranya.
I ti kto klyalsya bit' sudboy,
Opyat stoish peredo mnoy.
Ti moy soldat i moy geroy,
Kto tak otchayno zval s soboy ...

Ya pomnu ti skazal chto ya,
Zabudu kak-to i tebya.
I chto ti hochesh dokazat'
Chto ti umeyesh vizhivat'.

No ti ne vizhil, umer ti
Kak gordiy sin svoey strani.
I ta otchayanya tishina ..
Vnov' kapnet materi sleza.

Molchanye mertvix bolshe slov-
Oblomok mertvix moyix snov.
Spi molcha, spi rodnoy geroy,
Ya zavtra vnov' pridu s tolpoy ...

[Baggio]

Ne plach devchonka, soldat vernyotsya
Ti tol`ko jdi...

Cheers!:)

[ASAD]

Davayte druzya, spoyom dlya Mrs. Pachino

Ne plach devchonka,
Proydut dojdi.
Soldat vernyotsa,
Ti tolko jdi!

o)

[Sanjar]

I vernulsya soldat..... no tol'ko v grobu! :(

SJ.

[Mrs. Pachino]

hmmm ... thanks for support, guys but as SJ said "vernulsya soldat v grobu" .... this stix is based on real events from the life of my close friend ... i appreciate your comments.

[Navoiy]

Mne ochen jal, sooshat tebe, chto on voobsheto nesdelal geroichestwo, esli bi on vse konkretno obdumal. On bil sluchaynom geroem. ili v etot moment svoy mozgi(esli bil) poterayl. Geroev net, sluchaynih postupki delayut geroev.
:)-),).)

[Mrs. Pachino]

Navoyi, geroi eto te kto bez somneniya i bez sozhaleniya idut na smert', osoznanno ponimaya chto smert' mozhet nastignut ix v luboy moment. i tot o kom moy stix, bil geroyem, nastoyashim geroyem, ibo u nego ne bilo i teni kolebaniya ni kogda on shel na front, ni v moment togo fatalnogo boya kogda on pogib. I, k vashemu svedeniyu, on bil posmertno nagrazhden i schitayetsya segodnya nacionalnim geroyem Azerbaijana. thank you for your comments :)

[Just James]

Mrs Pachino klassniy stih, no ochen' pechal'niy. Ya soglasen s vami na schyot geroev, i bez nih nikak nel'zya. I esli nemnogo perefrazirovat' znamenituyu krilatuyu frazu "Geroyami ne rojdayutsya, geroyami stanovyatsya"

[Atos]

Privet Mrs.Pachino
Ya hochy otvetit na tvoi stih drygim stihom, kotorii ya napechatal na LB, no k sojaleniyu ne polychil any feedback, hotya dlya menya eto ne glavnoe. Tak vot on

Shymit sosna, reka jemchyjnaya techet
A v dol' reki parnishka s devyshkoi idet
Oni idyt, nezamedlya shag
I y nego blesnyli slezi na glazax

Ya yxojy, skazal parnishka i skvoz gryst'
Ti jdi menya, ti tolko jdi i ya vernys'
Yshel sovsem ne vstretiv pervyu vesny
Prishel domoi v soldatskom cinkovom groby

Vsego lish' chas on do rassveta ne dojil
Ypal na grud' i ranoi zemlyu on prikril
Ypal na gdryd' i v chas voini, obidi chas
Kogda vesna zvezdoi lyubvi bila dlya nas

Ridaet mat' i slovno ten' stoit otec
Ved' on dlya nix eshe sovsem, sovsem ynec
A skolko ix ne sdelav pervii v jizni shag
Prishli domoi v soldatskix cinkovix grobax

On kak i vse, devchonky k domy provajal
Daril cveti i na gitare ei igral
I daje v chas, kogda na belii sneg ypal
On imya toi devchonki krov'yu napisal

Razveyal veter nad granicei chernii dim
Devchonka ta, uje celyetsya s drygim
Devchonka ta, chto obeshala podojdy
Pridet vesna, rasstaet imya na snegy

[Mrs. Pachino]

Atos, spasibo za stix, on deistvitelno kak govoritsya "v temu." thanks :)