Текст песни Проект Елены Плотниковой - КОЛОКОЛ - минус

BELL

In a white dream, the road floats.
Pagans are sleeping over the river.
The heart quietly asks God -
Help, save, cover!
The mother sighs in a dark night -
You come back, son, to me! ..
Those boys are dashing death
Left in the war.
.....
In the morning, steps are heard along the river.
In the field of cornflowers, which - Kolochiki.
Tears are so bitter. The herbs are high.
Grains, spikelets ... ko - lo - ring.
Chorus:
Look around and extend
These boys are a short century!
You go where you were going
They fell in a melt snow with a stone.
Trembling of the earth, pain and fear
Cuts off to silence
And sounds in heaven
The copper bell of that war.
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You got a wall to the battle,
You pushed the trouble back.
And for us they won
Time to live, love, dream.
At dawn we went out -
The flesh and blood of native fields.
They became the past of the heroes.
They soared the cranes with a wedge.

In the morning, steps are heard along the river.
In the field of cornflowers, which - Kolochiki.
Tears are so bitter. The herbs are high.
Grains, spikelets ... ko - lo - ring.
Chorus:
Look around and extend
These boys are a short century.
You go where you were going
They fell in a melt snow with a stone.
Trembling of the earth, pain and fear
Cuts off to silence
And sounds in heaven
The copper bell of that war.
- solo pipes for modulation

Trembling of the earth, pain and fear
Cuts off to silence
And sounds in heaven
The copper bell of that war! ..

Words and music by Elena Plotnikova