Текст песни Антон Евтушенко - Цветы

It is then wakes country Moscow
and every hundred years, the world covering Russian Spring
you hear voices they go because of a shoulder
Ivan ax gives advice you to start
For our city raised Russian flag
Thus the heavens and the war will be heard illuminate
stern of Siberia in the face of calm in sight
spirits of the forests and mountains strengthen their hearts
dog fighting is distinguished from Shafco bite
everyone knows who grew up in this town
one night did not sleep a force searched
He tore his inner world, to go to the start
us white oak and lead forest
good evil as opposed to the last
generations of merchants and service staff
suddenly it goes to war with the spark passion
tomorrow to write history anew
build barricades against the hordes of hell
Russian build homes and raise children
weave braid their clue
on the ruins of the old city
those who realized that the ready
world into the hands of roads, riverbeds
we were born to be Russian

one faith, one love, one banner
one sentence in the chest rekindle the flame
contrary winds and storms in dead dust
the flowers inside will grow

inside of us you see sitting foreigners ... we like strangers in their own land
try on the mask is learning to dance surrogates prefer beauty
cry in the void wake from sleep heart, sow the seed is the beginning of a new day
among the information wars and digital snowstorms, we body, soul who decorate GZHEL
single movement that was born here
irreversibly like buckshot at close range as the Russian revolt
peck of salt or English pound each chooses himself
once only