Vladimir Vysotsky. The Hill.

Commentary to the song “Throw your blues as a cantaloupe rind!..”

There is a poem, which harmonizes with this song and can supplement it, this is written by the participant of the hostilities of our time Igor Girkin “What know you about war, comrade?..”:

What know you about war, comrade?
How cruel the soldier’s fate is!
Heard you how called death your old crony,
With whom you’ve a pood of salt eaten?

How speedily pillagers go for
To get hold of other persons’ things,
How overlarge can be dishonor,
When there happens the failure to win.

Both cows and old women are lying
There in the gray ash on the ground,
And one can’t hear even the cock’s crying,
Flies are what inhabit this town.

How bullets and shells scream, how horrible,
Before your dead fellow, your fault...
And it seems that all’s to no profit,
And there are “before war” and “war”...

Here also comes to mind Rudyard Kipling’s quatrain “Unknown Female Corpse”:

Headless, lacking foot and hand,

Horrible I come to land.

I beseech all women’s sons

Know I was a mother once.

The song was written for the film “One of Us” (1970).

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