Текст песни Красные маки - Маки

On the Fedyuninskie hills, silence over the Malakhov mound dreams
As if there was no war, but the war is buried at the bottom of silence
And it would seem that everything had expired thirty years, the water in the sea was changing
And as you leave, as you step over the threshold and you can't get away from the poppies
Poppies poppies red poppies bitter memory of the earth are you really dreaming
attacks do you dream of attacks of those who did not come from these hills

Poppies poppies red poppies bitter memory of the earth are you dreaming
attacks do you dream of attacks of those who did not come from these hills

Poplars are blooming over Sapun Mountain Cranes are flying over Sapun Mountain but
these poppies float from edge to edge in the fields
And it would seem, what a passion
For thirty years they burn in the grass
Oh, how you want to fall into those herbs in red poppies to lie on the ground

Poppies poppies red poppies bitter memory of the earth are you really dreaming
attacks do you dream of attacks of those who did not come from these hills

Poppies poppies red poppies bitter memory of the earth are you really dreaming
attacks do you dream of attacks of those who did not come from these hills