Daleko, v toy strane, gde vskhodit solntse Rannim utrom milyy bol’she ne prosnetsya L’yetsya alaya reka, lisa smeyetsya S vostochnym vetrom pust’ skazaniye nesetsya Istochnik V zabytom nyne gorode zhila devitsa Velikim samurayam ot lyubvi ne spitsya Litsa zhadnyye goryat. Kak ne vlyubit’sya? No v khitrykh devich’ikh glazakh koshmar taitsya Ne begi za neyu, glupyy Po eye sledam idut lish’ trupy V zuby krepche chem metall Ty popal! Po ulitse shagayet, bedrami kachaya Durak vlyublennyy priglasit na kruzhku chaya Zlaya vsled krichit zhena, svoy brak spasaya V nem golos sovesti sozhret lyubov’ glukhaya Pod nezhnym plat’yem khvostov devyat’ u lisitsy Svedut s uma, dorozhkoy v grob vedut resnitsy Zhritsey strasti nazvana, lish’ edinitsy Ostavshis’ v razume, ne mogut s ney smirit’sya Slyshen vdaleke sobachiy voy Okhota za lis’yey golovoy Sverkayet v temnote oskal On popal! I v nore, gde ne dostanut psy Tikhiy shepot ranenoy lisy Proklinayet ta svoyu lyubov’ Yarkiy moy svet, skazhi lyubish’ ili net Ya toboy byla p’yana, no doma zhdet tebya ona Moyu taynu vsem otkryl, gnev moy tebya pogubil Mest’yu zhit’ mne do kontsa, polyubila ya lzhetsa