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 veteran of hostilities of our time Igor Girkin (known for the events of the Russian Spring as Igor Strelkov) “The war! what ye know about, comrade?..”:

The war! what ye know about, comrade?
How cruel the soldiers’ fate is!
Heard ye how called death your old crony,
With whom ye’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,
But flies are who live in 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’s “or the war” and “the war”...

Here also comes to mind Robert Rozhdestvensky’s song “For that Young Fellow”.

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

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