Origa - ポーリュシカ・ポーレ Songtexte

Songtexte ポーリュシカ・ポーレ - Origa




Little field, my field
Little field, my wide field
Yes, heroes marched on that field
Forgotten, temporary heroes
The wind scattered them
Yes, on that green field
It scattered their bold songs
Forgotten, temporary songs
All they have left
Is their reputation in war
And dusty roads
Roads that lead into the distance
Little field, my field
It has seen a lot of suffering
It earned its daily bread with blood
Forgotten, temporary blood



Autor(en): Origa, лев константинович книппер, 千住明


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