Текст песни 17. Юрий Антонов - Маки

Music: Yuri Antonov
Words: Grigory Pozhenyan
1982
Artist: Yuri Antonov

On Fedyunin hills silence,
Over the Malakhov Barrow of Dreams,
Like there was no war but war
Buried at the bottom of silence.
And it would seem that everything’s deadline,
For thirty years, the water has changed in the sea,
And how do you get out as you step beyond the threshold -
And do not leave poppies anywhere.

Chorus:
Poppies, poppies, red poppies, the bitter memory of the earth,
Do you dream of attacks
Do you dream of attacks
Those who did not come from these hills?
Poppies, poppies, red poppies, the bitter memory of the earth,
Do you dream of attacks
Do you dream of attacks
Those who did not come from these hills?

Poplars are blooming over Sapun Mountain
Cranes fly over Sapun Mountain
But floating from edge to edge in the fields
These poppies, poppies - the conscience of the earth.
And it would seem, well, what kind of passion
For thirty years they burn in the grass
Oh, how you want to fall into those herbs,
In red poppies lie on the ground.

Chorus.