lapa - Упавший самолёт в Египте
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"We are flying home"- they thought so
They were waiting for them at home
The rest of Egypt has seen
They did not know then, did not suspect
That their fate has long been in the final
October 31 of the 15th year
From charm al-Sheikh Egypt
Summer weather
Tickets on the hands
"Flight 9268 Airbus 321 Asks all for landing"
Someone will bake, remembering something,
Someone makes a final photo in life,
Aircraft in a row beautiful picture,
Against the background of the main passenger Gromov Darina
7 crew members, 217 passengers of 27 children
Blood crumbles in the veins.
Mom called her daughter: "I will be daughter soon"
The daughter was delighted with a call like a miracle.
Many children became friends at the airport.
And the ladder was removed by all passengers on board
The plane takes off, gains height
Children look into the clouds see beauty.
After 23 minutes, the airbus lost
In the area of ​​the Sinai Peninsula desert
Disappeared from the radar, they say at the peak fell out
The aircraft shattered alive no one stayed.
Sandy hills ruthless sun evil
There is nothing alive for many kilometers here
One death was spinning only in the air
From heaven to heaven, she led the souls
I'm afraid to even imagine all this horror
Nuclear explosion or war
To be only worse
Pass with your husband, press children to yourself
We believe death was fast, we are so calmer.
Peter sings dancing, in Russia Heluin
Respect to all those who canceled concerts
For some reason, one flight was detained for St. Petersburg
They announced in Pulkovo, then they removed from the scorecles
"Attention meetings, flight from Egypt
The Airbus crashed, ”the announcer communed.
Immediately this news flew around the Internet,
Television, newspapers, then all the white light.
Relatives in shock, this cannot be
"Mom, dad, where are my children, let me call!"-
They did not get through, nothing can be done
Screams tears and sticky smell of ammonia.
The first news from Sinai about the fragments found
Will make the Petersburgers suffer for a very long time
Squid with St. Petersburg the whole country grieves
On the lips of Russians a billion prayers
Farewell to Palace, a thousand people
Photos of dead loved ones,
Whose children, friends.
Candles are lit, names on balls
The balls will launch into the sky and silence will come.
Even millions of euros will not return them
They are inhabiting compensation, God forbid they do not lie!
Lebanon sold Russia a broken plane.
Who is right, who is to blame, who will understand right now!