Текст песни Юрий Антонов - Красные маки

Fedyuninsky silence on the hills above the Malakhov Hill dreams
As if no war but the war was buried at the bottom of silence
And seemingly the entire term of thirty years left me into the sea water
And how come out as shagnesh over the threshold and Poppy can not escape from anywhere
Poppies poppies red poppies bitter memory of the earth do you dream you dream really attack those who attack with these hills did not come
Poppies poppies red poppies bitter memory of the earth do you dream you dream really attack those who attack with these hills did not come

Over Sapun mountain poplar bloom over Sapun mountain flying cranes but swim from one end of the fields, these poppies poppies conscience land
And it would seem that in the well of passion
Thirty years they glow in the grass
Oh how I want to fall in those herbs red poppies lie on the ground
Poppies poppies red poppies bitter memory of the earth do you dream you dream really attack those who attack with these hills did not come
Poppies poppies red poppies bitter memory of the earth do you dream you dream really attack those who attack with these hills did not come

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