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Музыка А. Пахмутова, слова М. Львов | Music A. Pakhmutova, lyrics M. Lvov Burning Snow Blizzards were swirling fiercely Over Stalingrad* ground Sweaty greatcoats were steaming And soldiers walked through ashes. And a tank was in a snowdrift as if in a bog And shells were hitting its armour Snowflakes were melting in flight Like branches with leaves on fire. And a man fell in battle In burning snow, in bloody snow. The wind of this mortal battle - Was as if it were molten metal - And burned and smelted everything in the world, That even the snow became hot. And beyond the final, terrible line It happened: tank and man Met in hand-to-hand combat, And the snow turned to ashes... With his hands, the man grabbed hold of Burning snow, bloody snow. White snowstorms subsided They became flowers through the spring. Great years have flown by And I am still in the war at heart Where snowstorms finished our burial song* Where in the ground many lay. And at home mothers turned gray By the house, bloomed cherry trees And I will forever have in my eyes Burning snow, bloody snow. translation from
