Lyrics Попури - вов

Through the mountains, rivers and valleys,
Through the blizzard, fire and black smoke
We led cars
Circling mines
On the road paths Frontov.
Eh, the path-track is frontal!
Not scary to us bombing any
To die us is too early -
We have another business at home.
2.
Sanign, modest handkerchief,
Fallen from lowered shoulders.
You said you would not forget
Gentle and affectionate meetings.
Sometimes night we met with you.
White nights, blue handkerchief
Cute, desired, native !!!
White nights, blue handkerchief
Cute, desired, native !!!
Ended winter sizza,
Dahl blue is clear.
Heart was warm, believed in the summer
Sun caresses spring!
And again (and again), spring (spring)
Under shady green pine
Floccet among the night blue handkerchief
Cute, desired, native !!!
Floccet among the night blue handkerchief
Cute, desired, native !!!
3.
We are friends migratory birds
Only life our one is not good.
On earth did not have time to marry
And in the sky of my wife you will not find
Because we are pilots
Sky Our sky Our birthday house
First of all the first thing airplanes
Well, girls and girls then
First of all the first thing airplanes
Well, girls and girls then
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Again the whole front is riveted from fire
Walk anti-aircraft three nights, three days
And in the gymnaster, in the picture
You hug me ...
Ah, these clouds in blue
Remind the sea
Remind old house
Where the seagulls are circling, outside the window
Where are we and you dancing waltz
Where are we and you dancing waltz
Where are we and you dancing waltz in minor
five
Somehow in the summer at dawn
Looked into the next garden,
There is a dark moldavanka
Collect grapes.
I blush, I'm pale,
I wanted to suddenly say -
Let's become above the river
Summer dawns meet.
Lucky green male, carved sheet,
I'm loved and confused before you,
Maple green yes klyon kudryavy
Yes, shrinking carved.
And darkness-moldavanka
Answered the guy in the way -
Parisansky Moldavansky
We collect a squad.
Today is early partisans
The house left the native,
Waiting for you road
To the partisans in the forest thick.
Klyon kudryavy, green male, carved sheet,
I'm loved and confused before you.
Klyon green yes klyon kudryavya
Yes, shrinking carved.
6.
Grove grove under the mountain
And with her burned the sunset
We were only two
From eighteen guys.
How many of them, good friends
Lying left in the dark
From an unfamiliar village
On a nameless height.
7.
From the heroes of the former times, sometimes there are sometimes names.
Those who took the mortal battle were just land and grass.
Only the Terrible Valor settled in the hearts of the living.
This eternal flame is tested to us and one. We are in the chest stored.
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Victory Day, as he was far from us,
As in the fire, I faded the corner.
There were liestones, burnt, in dust, -
We brought this day as they could.
Chorus:
This day victory is powder,
This is a holiday with Sedino at the temples.
This is a joy with tears in the eyes.
Victory Day! Victory Day! Victory Day!