Михаил Михайлов - Рыжий подсолнух
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Red Sunflower

You are sitting on a bench
What is called "coaching bridge"
Dynamo senior coach and the country's national team
On your pets is crumbling in gold autumn
Adding you silver-serebly gray hair
You are sitting on a bench and stands are raging nearby
You sit on a bench and we remember loving
How did you go to the central young field
And how we dubbed the "sunflower" you.

The longest in the penalty.
For rivals you were a target.
The longest and redhead,
You always interfered with someone
Defenders with a shadow wandered behind you with the left extreme
And sometimes knocked down on the grass, you lay sullenly

But knocking you down your gates protecting you
They defended not themselves, but yesterday's football
And twisted supply of resentment of their compensatory
You gave us a miracle by the name of "goal" from the corner

How much was in your fate
Remember both abrasions and cones
How many different steps sometimes interrupted your run
But also becoming a coach
You stayed above
Unimportant for many is always not like everyone

You are sitting on a bench
What is called "coaching bridge"
Dynamo senior coach and the country's national team
On your pets crumble in gold autumn
Adding you silver-sisters of gray hair.