Рома Жиган feat K.R.A. feat Тактик - Помним
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9th May! We remember them!

Tactician:
Where our grandfathers interfered with the victory with clay,
The streets are long, I go - the end and the edges are not visible,
On Berlin, the wind towards an avalanche,
May 9, I will move all the things for later.
Half the yellow photo will remind
Grandfather is a boy at the front,
And here it, I understood - power in freedom.
The price of its red spit,
It has been driven in memory of exploits with names on plates.
Eternal fire and eternal memory to all the fallen,
A low bow to the ground, for our native, for ours!
My grandfather, born in a shirt, was wounded twice,
The surviving survivor survived, as yours, who was standing before the victory.
70 years have passed - there are no many many people,
There is no better guy, a half -yellow portrait:
Keen, living, native gaze will leave a trace
Faith in tomorrow, hopes of light.

Roma Zhigan, K.R.A, Kratos, Tactic. We will remember!

[Chorus - k.r.a]
For faith, for hope, for love!
Come on ensuring that it all does not happen again!
We will remember!
In memory, days and years are not important,
We will remember!
She is alive while they remember alive!
For faith, for hope, for love!
For those who put their heads and spilled blood!
We will remember!
In memory, days and years are not important,
We will remember!
She is alive while they remember alive!

[Quote from the order of the VGK, reads by Yu. B. Levitan]
On May 8, 1945, in Berlin, representatives of the German Supreme Command signed an act of unconditional surrender of the German armed forces. The Great Patriotic War, which the Soviet people waged against the Nazi invaders, ended triumphantly!

Roma Zhigan:
We will always remember the heroism of our ancestors!
And not rarely, I, looking at the brand from the envelope,
I recall that very great Victory Day
Thanks to grandfather for that! Thanks to the grandmother's field ...
For the fact that I am free like the wind in the field,
For the fact that my children did not see war and pain,
Spilled blood on the battlefields,
And if we sang about them - let's fill the glasses!
We remember them! And we will always remember!
We are their descendants - this is never to erase!
And if someone tells me that this is not so
Hold the blow, I will stand to the end!
Kid, take care of your story in the sweat of the face,
Respect your elders - grandfather and father,
Honor tradition, uphold with the spirit of the fighter
Love for your homeland, and faith in the Creator!

[Chorus - k.r.a]
For faith, for hope, for love!
Come on ensuring that it all does not happen again!
We remember them!
In memory, days and years are not important,
We remember them!
She is alive while they remember alive!
For faith, for hope, for love!
For those who put their heads and spilled blood!
We remember them!
In memory, days and years are not important,
We remember them!
She is alive while they remember alive!

K.R.A:
When the conscience was not still wasted,
When the concept of "comrades" meant something
When the people are one and do not divide into the nation,
When goals, concepts, graves were brotherly!

Enemy tanks at the landscape, in the sky messages,
But hugging PPSh - with obscenities on the aggressor!
I know us are protected by heavenly angels!
There is only one reason, but it is good!
And again at dawn, we are on the attack, old man,
"Forward!" calls the motherland-mother and fuck Stalin!
Comrade Commissioner is cowardly aiming in the back,
We will not stand at the price, because we need her alone!
Do not panic, hold back emotions,
They won’t take us with their bare hands, captivity is not an option!
Let not know tomorrow, but die free,
I sacredly believe - this is not for nothing, although we will not return!
Let anyone remember the nameless fighter,
As in the forty -fifth, not forests were beaten off, but by trees. /HOORAY!/
Until they hoisted our banner on the Reichstag, /Hurray! /
For the mother and for the father, / Hurray! / Until the very end!

Sparkled, I leaned on a tree,
The battle is over, the division is lost.
Bleeding an interrupted artery,
"The gunner, the goal is on me! Fire, artillery!"

[Chorus - k.r.a]
For faith, for hope, for love!
To make it all not repeated again!
We will remember!
In memory, days and years are not important,
We will remember!
She is alive while they remember alive!
For faith, for hope, for love!
For those who put their heads and spilled blood!
We remember them!
In memory, days and years are not important,
We remember them!
She is alive while they remember alive!
While alive are remembered! [6x]

We remember them!
Murmansk, Leningrad, Smolensk, Moscow,
We will remember!
In memory, days and years are not important,
We remember them!
She is alive while they remember alive!
Tula, Minsk, Brest, Volgograd,