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Good God!
A tent!
Covered in embroidery!
Could the enemy knight be inside?
Brothers, if he escapes us,
it would be a shame!
Too bad we can't see him.
Let us load our cannons from a safe distance instead,
and aim them valiantly at him.
Artillerymen, come quickly!
Light the fuses!
Aim!
Fire!
Tell me, oh Sun that sees all,
when you
came to us from the East,
did you see my homeland there,
the fatherland, of which l dream?
Do the roses still shine there,
and the fire lily bushes?
The turquoise dragonflies,
do they still caress
the luscious leaves?
And in the evenings,
at the water's edge,
is there still hidden in the song of girls and women
that sweet yearning
for the passion
of forbidden love?
ls the unannounced guest still welcome?
ls he still greeted with gifts,
a humble feast
and secret glances
through jealous veils?
And when the blue night descends,
does the girl of the house go to him,
forgetting her shame and fear,
with a sweet confession
on her lips?
That song,
how remarkable!
lf the girl of the house
should choose to take us in,
we could stay here for a while.
Do not fear us, you beauty.
Tell us everything at once:
Who you are, to whom do you belong,
and where your home is.
l am a free maiden,
the Tsarina of Shemakha.
l sneak up like a thief
to capture your city.
You must be joking, you stubborn maiden.
For that war you need an army,
without which no war can be waged.
You are wrong.
No army is needed for victory.
Through my beauty alone,
l can defeat everyone.
l'm pleased to welcome the unexpected guests.
The goblets are filled with wild grape juice.
Foam flows over the brim. To your health!
You drink first,
then we. - l did not expect that. Look me in the eyes,
which shine brighter than the morning sun.
Can anyone with such a heavenly face
offer their guests poison?
How did the gracious Tsarina sleep?
Thank you. l slept quite well.
But at sunrise, something happened to me.
The air was suddenly so intoxicating:
moist, heavy and sweet,
as if full of the scent of night flowers,
like the play of ambiguous dreams,
like the breath of the unseen,
which fades away in passion.
Then l heard a voice, which gently aroused me,
like the air of spring, whispering:
''Dearest one, set me free!''
First loudly, then quietly,
first distant, then close.
You should've looked under the bed.
lt was dark. - Then forget this little game!
A sweet yearning filled me.
Merely the delirium of a fever!
Or simply the dreams of girls. No one is safe from them.
Even l ...
The trembling of intimacy,
the ormanments of a love story,
the first kiss of passion,
where are you? Where?
They will come, don't worry!
Tsar, send this monster away, l despise your general!
What are you thinking, old man? You stare at her so queerly!
Can't you see the maiden is ashamed? She is still afraid of us men.
Be off with you!
Go behind the tent,
you can stare from there!
l have a request. - That would be?