Текст песни Антонов Юрий Михайлович - Снегири

This memory is again from dawn to dawn
Flipping through pages anxiously
And I dream of bullfinches in the snow all night
In white hoarfrost red birds.

White noon stands over Raven Mountain
Where the earth is deaf from shelling
Where on the ragged ground, on the blue snow
The bullfinch flock flew.

From the front edge rumbles rattle
The funeral rises to the rear
Under the Crow mountain of fallen soldiers
The bullfinch flock covered.

I all dream of the war pores of the waste ground
Where the fate of our youth is sung.
And bullfinches fly, and bullfinches fly
Through my memory until dawn.