Текст песни Муслим Магомаев - Последний аккорд

Verses Gennady Kozlovsky

Above another man's land waning sunset -
On the ground the opponent was dying soldiers.
Sadly the wind sang him a song their own,
Like a requiem for the fallen in battle.

And over it and over it
Clouds to the edges of the native
We swam in silence in the sky.
And they, like childhood ships
His dream was carried away
Prior to their native land.

He dreamed, he dreamed again see his mother,
And his wife to breast scorched press.
He dreamed of at the beginning of the dew on the steppe
Together with his son to go in the spring.

He wanted to bloom
All the colors of his native land.
And the wind carried the heady melancholy birches.
To bore, as the sea is wide,
Water springtime river ...
Far away in the clouds.

Above another man's land waning sunset -
On the ground the opponent was dying soldiers.
But the planet's anthem sounded over the spring,
As the last chord of the war.

Blossom, bloom
All the colors of his native land.
Wind gently conveyed the sadness of birches.
Suffered as the sea is wide,
Water vernal river
Through the centuries, through the centuries, through the centuries.