Стихотворение "Баллада о прокуренном вагоне" Александра Кочеткова имеет...

The poem "The Ballad of the Smoked Wagon" by Alexander Kochetkov has an interesting creation story, which the poet's wife Nina Grigorievna Prosriteleva told about in her notes. The summer of 1932, the couple spent with relatives, and Alexander Kochetkov had to leave before his wife. The ticket was purchased to the Kavkazskaya station, after which it was necessary to transfer to the Sochi-Moscow train. According to the memoirs of Nina Grigorievna, the couple could not part and, already during the landing, when the conductor asked the mourners to leave the train, Nina Grigorievna literally rescued her husband from the carriage. It was decided to return the ticket and postpone the departure for three days. After three days, Kochetkov left and, arriving in Moscow, found that friends had already considered him dead in the crash that had occurred with the Sochi-Moscow train. It turned out that those three days of postponement saved the poet from inevitable death. In the first letter from her husband, which Nina Grigorievna received, there was a poem “A Ballad about a Smoked Wagon”.
Everything that happened led the poet to think about the role of chance in a person’s life and the great power of love that could save a person from the tragic twists and turns of fate.

- How painful, honey, how strange
Akin to the earth, twisting the branches, -
How painful, honey, how strange
To split under the saw.
Wound does not grow on the heart
Shed clean tears
Wound does not grow on the heart -
Spilled with fiery resin.

- While I live, I will be with you -
Soul and blood are indivisible, -
As long as I live, I'll be with you
Love and death are always together.
You carry with you everywhere -
You carry with me, darling, -
You carry with you everywhere
Homeland, sweet home.

- But if I have nothing to hide
From pity is incurable,
But if I have nothing to hide
From cold and dark?
- For parting there will be a meeting,
Do not forget me, love
For parting will be a meeting
Let's go back both - me and you.

- But if I disappear without a trace -
Short beam daylight, -
But if I disappear without a trace
For star belt, in the milky smoke?
- I will pray for you,
So as not to forget the path of the earth,
I will pray for you,
So that you come back safe.

Shaking in a smoky carriage
He became homeless and humble
Shaking in a smoky carriage
He half cried, slept,
When the composition is on a slippery slope
Suddenly he twisted a terrible roll
When the composition is on a slippery slope
From the rail wheels tore.

Superhuman strength
In one of all the cripple cripple,
Superhuman strength
Earthly threw off the ground.
And nobody protected
In the distance, the promised meeting
And nobody protected
Hand calling away.

With your loved ones do not leave!
With your loved ones do not leave!
With your loved ones do not leave!
With all your blood sprout in them, -
And say goodbye every time!
And say goodbye every time!
And say goodbye every time!
When you leave for a moment!