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In silvery rainbows multi-colored and playful,

Beginning of new life.

The thunder and luminescence of a scarlet dawn, fight is going,

The thunderstorm a katyusha beats, and the artillery goes forward,

On mortal fight, for mothers of children and wives.

In it anything, only emptiness,

In it death and grief only one,

In it death notifications only one,

In it tears of mothers, only one pain.

But they did not break us, could not,

We fought back them.

For tears of mothers, for our murdered sons,

We won, that bloody fight.

There passed years, but we did not forget them,

The sons and daughters who gave lives on that war.

To bloody fight of two people,

To cruel fight in bloody medley, a copper.

Our spirit, they did not break us,

Our anger, it was cruel.

To bloody and Mortal Kombat,

To bloody fight of death contrary to.

Thank you! Thanks veterans,

Thank you for our happiness,

Thank you for everything.

About an infinite way

The sun shines brightly – a bright star,

Month shines at night – the yellow moon.

Stars in night flicker – lighting up a way,

Planets in a row rose – the Milky Way.

Rest and freedom there – love and serenity,

Calm of soul – the beautiful creature.

There a rest star – souls balance,

Going on the Milky Way – in a space distance.

There rest and love – there time goes differently,

There the best the world – rest there and silence.

There the Milky Way of love – rest, silence,

Fine – pure beauty.

Rest arrivals – beauty of love,

Stars blinking – smother calm.

Love to all – love fine,

My love – love (NOT) terrestrial.

About family

The woman is beautiful – to a flower it is similar,

The woman – a similar scarlet rose is beautiful!

The woman – a flower of a bud, a morning dawn is beautiful,

The woman – in love uncontrollable is beautiful.

About! – the woman – the beloved wife!

My daughter is beautiful – she is not fault,

My daughter is beautiful – she is clean.

My daughter is beautiful – she is loved,

My daughter – the prankish she is beautiful.

On the night of the appointment she escaped – for the morning in a hem brought the child,

You still the child – my child,

You in a hem a dress – the child brought.

Mother will give advice to you – she is an adviser yours,

It your friend – your defender.

It is an ally yours – she is only a mother.

It will console us always – and only itself without joys,

At the cemetery to see a grave she – the son's gravestone.

That having accepted battle – he was killed by the sniper of a rifle,

It a breast passed it – the soldier, the son, the patriot.

For mothers and wives, fathers and sons – for the homeland.

He is our hero – the forgotten feat,

Only mother remembers one its act.

Our defender he – he is our hero,

It the homeland the defender – the hero.

The son it the people – it is a defender.

The father – the owner of the center,

He is the wife's husband – he is my parent.

He is a person of family – he is our father,

She is our mother – the keeper of the center of fire.

All of us are family – the kindred blood.

Feast

Plague feast – in health of plague,

Nature of our plague life.

Our feast – madness mad,

Our world to plague of obedient.

All of us are sick – are sick with plague infectious,

Plague gets of us the best.

All of us are sick – plague infectious,

We call its money.

In them our happiness – our ruin,

In them our force – death.

In plague of a money of a Flood,

In plague of their green equivalent.

Silence

Stars of the Milky Way – our way in outer darkness light up,

There are we in a gloom of night, a star rain.

Under a sky of lacteal night – they float in a gloom night,

Flicker – in a moonlight of night.

Stars, in the field night – colors of the moon flicker,

Wild orchids of the moon – flowers night,

Stars in night – swear at lands.

Wild orchids of silence.

Rain – the prankish, poured at night,

Clouds at the night of a star extinguished.

The moon went out – turn off a moonlight,

In the field of silence wild orchids – in love of night calm.

The silence – calm of rest serene is fine,

At rest of souls human – rest serene.

The moon – the prankish it,

Gives us joy loving.

Stars flicker – month shines,

The comet flies there.

In calm night – in a gloom of night,