Текст песни В.Дьяконов и ВИА Самоцветы - Сказание о земле

Our rivers cried blood, my brothers in battles,
Oh, and a lot on white light ashes gray in the fields!
They sow, sow lead soldiers, lit into the ground dying focus.
Oh, and many of our century twentieth black holmikov accumulated!

It was, it was all it was, it was - I'll tell everything!
The earth is grief with a huge nobody, I walk on this earth.

I go on the ground, and somewhere, too, the jumps in the spring grass
A man who shot the ghetto, my Smolensk and my Lithuania.
What he sees in a dream, the murderer, maybe awaits the messenger at night.
Persons, faces, shakes face and visions.

And I do not dare to live calmly, sleep peacefully, calmly sing,
If he composes wars and secretly sends death!