Robin Hood saves three shooters

Twelve months a year.
Do not believe me - count it.
But all twelve miles
Merry month May.

Robin Hood walked, went to Nottingham, -
People are cheering, the goose is merry, the dog is merry ...
The old woman is on the way,
All wrinkled with tears.

"What's new, old woman?" "Sir,
Evil news from us!
Today, three young shooters
The hour of death is declared.

• Apparently, they cut the saints
  Fathers and churches burned?
  Girls were seduced? Ile with drunk eyes
  With a strange wife lay down?

• They did not cut fathers
  The saints did not burn churches,
  Do not steal girls, and sleep
  Everyone walked with his own.

• For what, for what is the evil sheriff
  Did they condemn them to death?

• We met with a deer in the forest ...
  The forest was royal.

• Once I'm in your house
  He ate like the king himself.
  Do not cry, old woman! Road
  I have old bread and salt.

Robin Hood walked, went to Nottingham, -
Green maple, green oak, green elm ...
Looks: in bags and in nodules
The pilgrim is gray-haired.

"What news, old man?"
"Oh, sir, it's no sadder:
Today, three young shooters
Executed in the color of years.

"Old man, save your outfit,
And you will go in mine.
Here are forty shillings in the palm of your hand
Chased silver.

• Your - the month of the month,
  There are many winters ...
  Oh sir! Nowhere and never
  Do not laugh at gray hair!

"If you do not want silver,
I am ready with gold.
Here is a purse for you,
To drink for the shooters!

He put on the old man's hat, -
Slightly lower than the roofs.
"Though you are above your head,
And the first fly!

And he put on the old man's cloak,
Tails and flaps.
See, its owner drove
Tips fuss!

He got into his old pants.
"Well, grandfather, it's good joking!"
I swear by heart that I do not have trousers
On me, and a shadow of pants!

He got into stockings, he's stockings.
"Confess, Pilgrim,
What grandfathers are great-grandfathers of yours
They went to Jerusalem!

Two shoes put on: one -
A little alive, the other - holey.
"Clothes make masters."
Ready. I'm a good Count!

Marsh, Robin Hood! March in Nottingham!
Robin, gyps! Robin, Gap! Robin, gop! -
Along the city wall Sheriff
She is walking a goiter.

"Oh, come on, good sir,
To the request of my lips!
What will you give me, good sir,
Kohl pull up all three?

• Firstly, three new clothes for ladies
  With a good shoulder,
  Another - thirteen pence ladies
  And the executioner's execution.

Robin, the sheriff,
Skok! and on a stone - jump!
"Make an appointment with the executioners!"
You are a preposterous old man!

"I have not been an executioner for a century;
The dream of my nights:
Hundred gallows in my garden -
And all for the executioners!

Four I have a bag:
In that malt, in that grain
I bear, in that - meat, in that - a flour, -
And all are empty.

But there is one more bag:
Look - the mountain is blown!
In it the horn lies, and this horn
Handed me Robin Hood.

Disclaimer: I just found these in my library. I do not have the rights to them,
I just them and decided to share them with you.