
Date of issue: 05.10.2017
Song language: English
Abdul Abulbul Amir |
The sons of the Prophet were brave men and bold |
And quite unaccustomed to fear |
But the bravest by far in the ranks of the Shah |
Was Abdul Abulbul Amir |
Now the heroes were plenty and well known to fame |
In the troops that were led by the Tsar |
And the bravest of these was a man by the name |
Of Ivan Skavinsky Skavar |
One day this bold Russian had shouldered his gun |
And donned his most truculent sneer |
Downtown he did go, where he trod on the toe |
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir |
«Young man», quoth Abdul, «Has life grown so dull |
That you wish to end your career? |
Vile infidel, know you have trod on the toe |
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.» |
Said Ivan, «My friend, your remarks, in the end |
Will avail you but little, I fear |
For you ne’er will survive to repeat them alive |
Mr. Abdul Abulbul Amir.» |
«So take your last look at sunshine and brook |
And send your regrets to the Tsar |
For by this I imply, you are going to die |
Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.» |
Then this bold Mameluke drew his trusty skibouk |
With a cry of «Allah-Akbar!» |
And with murderous intent, he ferociously went |
For Ivan Skavinsky Skavar |
They fought all that night 'neath the pale yellow moon; |
The din, it was heard from afar |
And huge multitudes came, so great was the fame |
Of Abdul and Ivan Skavar |
As Abdul’s long knife was extracting the life— |
In fact, he was shouting «Huzzah!" — |
He felt himself struck by that wily Kalmyk |
Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar |
The Sultan drove by in his red-breasted fly |
Expecting the victor to cheer |
But he only drew nigh to hear the last sigh |
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir |
Tsar Petrovich, too, in his spectacles blue |
Rode up in his new crested car |
He arrived just in time to exchange a last line |
With Ivan Skavinsky Skavar |
There’s a tomb rises up, where the blue Danube flows |
Engraved there in characters clear: |
«Ah, stranger when passing, oh pray for the soul |
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.» |
A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps |
'Neath the light of the pale polar star |
And the name that she murmurs so oft as she weeps |
Is Ivan Skavinsky Skavar |
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