Сергей Тимошенко - Размышление о войне
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Winter has passed, the snow has melted and here it is again
Nature as a medieval minstrel
There are not enough words to describe my feelings
The past day was full of rainbow colors
And on this night that is full of falling stars
The space car left a bright trail
This is also the first Chechen war
It hurts like a sharp shard in my memory
We all had to carry the same clamp
The war has leveled us all flush
Defenders in the depot will be easily understood
Those caught in the ring near Lenin Park
The shell casings were hissing and flying towards our ancestor.
And with each explosion the walls began to dance
It’s not for nothing that there’s a building at the station
It remains Pavlov's house for us forever
We had a chance to go through that meat grinder
One dry ration is sometimes divided among five
And from the bohemian news I get my anger
I’m not used to holding everything inside myself
TV has forgotten us a long time ago
In the archival dust both Minutka and Council of Ministers
And it is not possible to be embodied in our skin
Unconvincing acting
Over the course of my life I have learned to understand
The message is that fables do not feed the nightingale
Tell me, fatherland, you are our own mother
Or maybe a stepmother, and we are not sons?
The question pulses through the veins in my temples
What did ninety-five give me back then?
So that in thirty years I won’t find the answers
And for courage a belated medal