Текст песни Сурган Валерий - Был он рыжим

He was red -haired as a redhead, as if oranges in the snow
Mother joked my mother cheerful, I gave birth to a son from the sun
And the other was black and black in her black as if a burned resin
She laughed at the images, she laughed at the questions
She laughed at the images, she spoke a clock night was black
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In the forty -first in forty memorable years, reproductors were shouted to trouble
Both sons both or two salt of the earth bowed to mom in the belt and left
I had a chance to smell the young red frantic fire and black smoke in battle
Evil the greens of the stagnant fields of evil greens of stagnant fields
Evil greens of stagnant fields gray color of front -line hospitals
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Both sons of both two-two wings fought before the victory, the mother waited
Not anger, she did not curse the fate of the funeral bypassed her hut
Lucky, she was leaving happiness suddenly lucky one by three villages around
Lucky she was lucky, lucky she was lucky, she was lucky
Lucky, she was lucky for her lucky, both sons turned in the village
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Both sons are both or two flesh and become golden orders cannot be counted
The sons are sitting in a row- to the shoulder shoulder legs are whole, what else?
Drink green wine, as it was possible, both have changed hair color
The hair of mortal whiteness became the hair of mortal whiteness
The hair of deadly whiteness has become a lot of white paint at the war