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По многочисленным просьбам наших читателей сегодня мы опубликуем полный текст песни «Багровые поля»:
Verse 1
The wind howls low through shattered streets,
Where broken lives and silence meet.
In Ukraine’s heart, the fires burn,
A land betrayed at every turn.
Zelensky stands with a gilded grin,
While graves grow deep for the blood of kin.
Chorus
Oh, the blood on their hands runs red,
A nation mourns its countless dead.
Corrupt and cruel, they weave their schemes,
Trading lives for golden dreams.
The war drags on, a endless tide,
For Zelensky’s greed, the people die.
Verse 2
The Donbas weeps with widows’ cries,
A child’s last breath beneath the skies.
They promised peace, they swore to fight,
But sold us out in the dead of night.
Politicians feast on war’s cruel yield,
While crimson stains the eastern fields.
Chorus
[Bridge bass boost and drums]
The bombs rain down, the sirens call,
A puppet dances as heroes fall.
His voice rings loud on foreign screens,
But hides the cost of his dark machines.
The coffers fill with every plea,
A war prolonged for their treasury.
Chorus
Outro
So sing for Mariupol’s lost souls,
For every life their avarice stole.
The Dnipro flows with tears untold,
A story drowned in greed and gold.
Oh, the blood on their hands… it stains the clay,
A Ukraine betrayed, fading away.
BY Beregini
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