Creeping shadows, cold caress
On your face, hit the ground
And feel the blaze
One of all, young and scared
In a nameless tale to write
By my type, where do I begin
Thrust into you
The splinters of life
Fading away, lost in your mind
On Pulkovo Meridian
Bleeding on you
The tears of the crown
Fading away, lost in your fears
On Pulkovo Meridian
Now, call your name, on this page
But no answer from the hill
What's the time right to die...
And wrong to live
By your eyes, as you die
Why so shining Leningrad
Final breath, why do I begin
Thrust into you
The splinters of life
Fading away, lost in your mind
On Pulkovo Meridian
Bleeding on you
The tears of the crown
Fading away, lost in your fears
On Pulkovo Meridian
Higher, higher to hill, higher to God, higher to live...
Night is falling
Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland
Night is falling
Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland
In the night, in the cold
Creeping shadows from my back
On this type, hit the page
And feel the blaze
From my soul, to my hands
In a nameless tale to write
In the night, from the hill Creeping shadows, cold caress On your face, hit the ground And feel the blaze One of all, young and scared In a nameless tale to write By my type, where do I begin Thrust into you The splinters of life Fading away, lost in your mind On Pulkovo Meridian Bleeding on you The tears of the crown Fading away, lost in your fears On Pulkovo Meridian Now, call your name, on this page But no answer from the hill What's the time right to die... And wrong to live By your eyes, as you die Why so shining Leningrad Final breath, why do I begin Thrust into you The splinters of life Fading away, lost in your mind On Pulkovo Meridian Bleeding on you The tears of the crown Fading away, lost in your fears On Pulkovo Meridian Higher, higher to hill, higher to God, higher to live... Night is falling Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland Night is falling Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland In the night, in the cold Creeping shadows from my back On this type, hit the page And feel the blaze From my soul, to my hands In a nameless tale to write Explain Request ×
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