Lyrics Саид Шакиров - РЕЙС 9268
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Обычный день никакой не предвещал беды,
Обычным рейсом, из Египта улетят они.
В небо на железной птице выше облаков
Обломки самолета, крики детских голосов.
Так и не встретит свой первый день рожденья с нами.
На земле, живой, не между облаками.
И пусть запомнят люди, запомнит этот мир
То маленькое сердце, Дарина - Главный пассажир.
Они хотели жить и не хотели умирать
Они хотели любить, ни как не погибать.
Девять минут полета, на то чтоб попращаться.
Ноябрь , первое число ,
Не будет улыбаться.
Не спрятать скорбь друзей, и слез родных и близких.
Не уталить печаль , даже бутылкой виски.
Двести двадцать четыре человека в списке.
Помним и скорбим , лишь на венках записки.
Зажгите свечи, запустите в небо самолет,
Его полёт вечен, он в Питер не придет.
Огнем потеря близких, в душе не заживет,
Слезами мать о дочке в подушку все зальет,
Ведь дочку не вернуть и хоть не обратим.
Лишь в памяти, в сердцах, на веки сохраним.
Гранит на память, во входящих СМС: "Летим".
В России траур... Помним и Скорбим!
услышав вести что же творится в стране
родным и близким становится не по себе
кто то ждет сына кто то ждет дочь
а кто то ждет семью с отдыха в ночь
итог страны там самолет упал в египте
а ты сидишь в вк такой и пишешь всем письма
скажи что сейчас в твоей голове
запутанныйе мысли тебе не по себе
скажи за что ты гордишься собой
в стране погибли люди,а ты такой крутой
скажи к чему все понты и лож
если нет совести то ты не нас не поймешь
много кто потерял близких и знакомых
скажу я вам это чувство мне так знакомо
не пережить ту боль что давит из нутри
когда узнаешь что погибли там твои
An ordinary day didn’t bode well,
On a regular flight, they will fly from Egypt.
To the sky on an iron bird above the clouds
The wreckage of the aircraft, the cries of children's voices.
She will not meet her first birthday with us.
On earth, living, not between the clouds.
And let people remember, remember this world
That little heart, Darina - The main passenger.
They wanted to live and did not want to die.
They wanted to love, how not to die.
Nine minutes of flight, to say goodbye.
November, the first day,
Will not smile.
Do not hide the grief of friends, and tears of friends and relatives.
Do not remove sadness, not even a bottle of whiskey.
Two hundred twenty four people on the list.
Remember and grieve, only on the wreaths of a note.
Light the candles, launch the plane into the sky,
His flight is eternal, he will not come to Peter.
With fire, the loss of loved ones will not heal in the soul,
Tears mother about her daughter in the pillow floods everything,
After all, the daughter can not be returned and at least not reversible.
Only in memory, in hearts, forever.
Granite for memory, in incoming SMS: "Fly."
Mourning in Russia ... Remember and Mourn!
hearing the news what is going on in the country
near and dear
someone is waiting for a son; someone is waiting for a daughter
and someone is waiting for a family to rest in the night
the result of the country there the plane crashed in egypt
and you sit in VK and write letters to everyone
say what's in your head now
confused thoughts you feel uneasy
say what are you proud of yourself
people died in the country, and you are so cool
tell me why all the show off and lies
if there is no conscience then you will not understand us
many who have lost loved ones
I will tell you this feeling is so familiar to me
do not survive the pain that presses from the inside
when you find out that yours died there
On a regular flight, they will fly from Egypt.
To the sky on an iron bird above the clouds
The wreckage of the aircraft, the cries of children's voices.
She will not meet her first birthday with us.
On earth, living, not between the clouds.
And let people remember, remember this world
That little heart, Darina - The main passenger.
They wanted to live and did not want to die.
They wanted to love, how not to die.
Nine minutes of flight, to say goodbye.
November, the first day,
Will not smile.
Do not hide the grief of friends, and tears of friends and relatives.
Do not remove sadness, not even a bottle of whiskey.
Two hundred twenty four people on the list.
Remember and grieve, only on the wreaths of a note.
Light the candles, launch the plane into the sky,
His flight is eternal, he will not come to Peter.
With fire, the loss of loved ones will not heal in the soul,
Tears mother about her daughter in the pillow floods everything,
After all, the daughter can not be returned and at least not reversible.
Only in memory, in hearts, forever.
Granite for memory, in incoming SMS: "Fly."
Mourning in Russia ... Remember and Mourn!
hearing the news what is going on in the country
near and dear
someone is waiting for a son; someone is waiting for a daughter
and someone is waiting for a family to rest in the night
the result of the country there the plane crashed in egypt
and you sit in VK and write letters to everyone
say what's in your head now
confused thoughts you feel uneasy
say what are you proud of yourself
people died in the country, and you are so cool
tell me why all the show off and lies
if there is no conscience then you will not understand us
many who have lost loved ones
I will tell you this feeling is so familiar to me
do not survive the pain that presses from the inside
when you find out that yours died there