Song of Freedom

Bulat Okudzhava

Brother, freedom, brother, freedom.
You - the fifth season.
You - a leaf on a branch of spruce.
You - the eighth day of the week.
Brother, freedom, brother, freedom.
I have one concern:
why in the world there is no plant,
where the cause of freedom?
Even, Scientists believe,
it is made from a black letters,
we do not have enough white paper.
no freedom, her nor do.
Why bird flying in the sky?
She has, probably, eating habit.
Why in the world do not have factory,
where the cause of freedom?
Even, he thought the philosopher,
it make us, waste,
lacks equality and fraternity,
to gather in one chamber.
Why did not sink in the sea fish?
May be, An error has occurred?
From what, that the bird with a fish can be,
difficult for the common man?
Brother, freedom, brother, freedom.
It's not coming fashion.
As we walked, and what were,
we would have removed you and put.
Why rain from clouds
there is where to go from the Mighty Handful?
Why in the world do not have factory,
where the cause of freedom?
Brother, freedom, brother, freedom.
Do you own weather.
You - the uncertain climate.
you step, but you will not.

1965

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