And the wind will join his melody.
What has passed will again never happen
To feel grief there’s no reason for me!
The ding-dong of the bells is in power
To bring alive many ghosts of the past
Make my Russian soul feel tense and eager,
Force my laziness go off at last!
6 ноября 2020
The Sacred War
перевод песни Александра Боде «Священная война»
Oh, rise enormous land of mine,
Oh, rise for a deathly fight
Against the German beastly kind,
The dark Teutonic might.
Let noble fury boil again
Like a wave upon the shore.
It"s a war of each and every man
It"s our sacred war.
We are like two opposing poles
That always lie apart