Alexander Kubalia "Afhardty Hassan", Part 3

And you, Hamurza! .. Where you work up
Dissolute mother? 0, arrogant bastard,
Himself to the family you counted Muldarta!
They're not the man you thought
And even the dead are lying you separately.
What kind of impure beguiled get involved
You in this massacre? You've just returned
With the successful theft ... I saw Muldarta
And with them going, all proud of him.
But even the dead are lying you separately.

Muldarta, Muldarta! Well, you lay down
Amid the forest of grass, silky deaf?
You did not expect, of course, that will fall at once,
When you went to a crowd of Hassan.
But Uastirdji sees from heaven, Hosea,
It's all about us aware of all and each,
He sees and knows and judges the truth.

Muldarta, Muldarta! Not afraid to die,
Okay if you lay down on tomorrow song
The infamous song about your bravery.
Tell how nine zealous Muldarta
Come to deal with one person ...
Go-go then, but never returned back.



Muldarta, Muldarta! Well, you lay down,
And in the sky above you crows circling,
Galdyat frenzy in anticipation of the feast ...



In the village dogs howl suddenly,
Emergency disaster and scare people,
And nine ox-sled see,
And nine of those killed will come to the village.
The men will meet them and the tears hiding
Will follow the oxen, to carry out at home ...
A woman in mourning houses will gather
And woeful mourning will spread through the village.





Listen, old! Listen to small!
Vtorte singing the song velichalnuyu,
Vtorte singing in harmony and unison!

IV
In Kurtatskom Valley, high on the hill,
Under the black rock sitting on the threshold
Afhardty Gosama. Oh, how aged
And as old men, worthy of fame
Afhardty Gosama, widow Solamana.
He sits in the doorway, staring at the ground
And the tears drops on his knees.

That came out of the woods Afhardty Hassan.
Covered their wounds poloyu tunic
And calling to his mother. But that and not looking
Stared at the ground, and dropping tears,
All berates his son, his cursing:



"Yes, so it turned out bad blood
And bloody pus ago brought up wind,
All what I suckled thee in vain;
No son, and a coward, a disgrace I brought up! ..
Recently, there have been murderers Muldarta,
Your house is destroyed, all at once interrupted -
No chicken, no sheep, there is nothing left ...
And the chain viciously ripped nadochazhnuyu!

Kicked, trying who steeper
Then he tossed in a pile of dung.
Well I was shabby hair in plenty,
Thank you, in the manure at least I have not thrown ...
And where are you hiding, hiding where my son?
0, poor your father! After all, if the dead
There is life in another world, how he vzvoet
Resentment of the death of his son that! ..
Yes, so it turned out bad blood,
All what I suckled thee in vain! .. "

Hassan listened, then answered her:
"Well, that's enough, do not, pretty damn!
And the bad blood, pus and blood
Your milk I have brought up wind ...
I know how hard you had in life,
One, no father, you raised me,
Suffered from the vile insults Muldarta.
0B I remember this, remember not to try,
But his duty to perform like I did not immediately
And after only when at one time
I buried you'll pay and bitter.
I could not leave you in this world
One unattended, filial protection
Eke out a miserable old age force.
That's how I thought, but God has a different
Decided to our cause ... Glorify the same God!
In the morning I arose, went out hunting,
But instead of the deer ran into Muldarta ...
All nine were killed, lie in the meadow,
Climb higher-ka, she'll see them! .. "

Gosama jumped on her son without looking
On a rocky ledge, like a bird flew up.
Mist rose too, and the sun was shining,
Gosama hand shielded her eyes,
Glanced around the forest clearing,
Enemies counted Afhardty Gosama,
And her eyes lit up with joy:
"Solaman avenged! .. God rest in peace!

The murderer killed thy with all his born!
Your son avenged him, and in paradise
Thy soul bright open road! .. "

Gosama returned. Vengeance done!
She will no longer be the night
Rider wounded in the bloody clothes ...
She entered the house, cakes created,
With a smile, as before, called Hassan ...
Hassan is not visible, Hasan heard!
She was frightened, looked into the barn:
In Arba unharnessed lay lifeless
Afhardty Hassan, an accomplished vengeance ...
The blood froze beneath arboyu,
And in the heaven Radiant soul flew away.

0, as Afhardty Gosama cried!
Grabbed the cheeks, tearing them into blood,
They are tearing into the blood, crying for her son ...
Oh, woe, Gosama! One you go wrong
In the ruthless world! It remains only to you
With him away, get away with his son!

Listen, people, as of old said,
In the ancient tales, ancient legends in:
One - you're alone in a changing world.
Without a good brother, without an adult son,
No relatives of friendly, alone, without support,
In the deprivations and tribulations pogryaznesh, perish.
And the raven in the gloomy forest, distant
Not so helpless as you, lonely.

Well, all for today! You wipe the tears,
But I bring good out of the house
Arak heated, but with pepper, a bit stronger! ..

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