"Sing and play" event: Sing and play week 184 - Batko Makhno - Lube cover by @shemZee

in Dance and music show3 years ago

I covered this song originally performed by Russian band Lyube. It`s about Nestor Ivanovych Makhno, a legendary anarchist from Ukraine.
Nestor Ivanovych Makhno commonly known as bat'ko Makhno ("Father Makhno"), was a Ukrainian anarchist revolutionary and the commander of an independent anarchist army in Ukraine in 1917–22.

English translation:

Father Makhno

Father Makhno looking out the window
The yard's so dark outside
Moon and stars are shinning
And silence all around...

The church (monastery?) and the village sleep
Flies hitting against the window
Monk is keeping the watch
Barely standing on his feet

The dead stand along the road with their scythes
Done by the hands of the red devils!
The Dead with their scythes have taken down the Tsar
Was starting the red, Was starting the red
Was starting the red, eh
Dusk, dusk, dusk, the red dusk
Dusk, dusk, dusk, the red dusk

We've seen them, we swear
All the community, all the people
They galopped through the mists
Why are you sad, Ataman?

Ride by the fields, let the flames burn!
Let the revolver shoot!
Life's so pleasant, brothers, to live
We won't know any grief!

The dead stand along the road with their scythes
Done by the hands of the red devils!
The Dead with their scythes have taken down the Tsar
Was starting the red, Was starting the red
Was starting the red, eh

The dead stand along the road with their scythes
Done by the hands of the red devils!
The Dead with their scythes have taken down the Tsar
Was starting the red, Was starting the red
Was starting the red, eh

Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk
Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk
Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk
Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk
Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk
Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk

Original Russian lyrics:

Батька Махно смотрит в окно,
На дворе темным-темно,
На посту стоит монах,
Еле-еле на ногах.

Спит монастырь, дремлет село,
Мошки бьются о стекло,
Звёзды светят и луна,
А в округе тишина.

Мёртвые с косами вдоль дорог стоят,
Дело рук красных дьяволят.
Мёртвые с косами сбросили царя,
Занималась алая, занималась алая,
Занималась алая, эх,
Заря, заря, заря, алая заря.
Заря, заря, заря, алая заря.

Видели их, истинный крест,
Вся губерния, весь уезд,
Проскакали сквозь туман,
Что невесел, атаман.

Поле, гуляй, пламя, пылай,
Револьвер, давай, стреляй.
Любо-любо, братцы, жить,
Не приходится тужить.

Мёртвые с косами вдоль дорог стоят
Дело рук красных дьяволят.
Мёртвые с косами сбросили царя,
Занималась алая, занималась алая,
Занималась алая, эх.

Мёртвые с косами вдоль дорог стоят,
Дело рук красных дьяволят.
Мёртвые с косами сбросили царя,
Занималась алая, занималась алая,
Занималась алая, эх.

Заря, заря, заря, алая заря.
Заря, заря, заря, алая заря.
Заря, заря, заря, алая заря.
Заря, заря, заря, алая заря.
Заря, заря, заря, алая заря.
Заря, заря, заря, алая заря.

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