Russia is waging a disgraceful war on Ukraine.     Σταθείτε με την Ουκρανία!
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Warmest place
But the streets are waiting for the footprints of our feet.
Stardust - on our boots.
Soft chair, checkered fleece,
Trigger not squeezed in time.
Shimmering day - in a brightest dream.
 
Blood type - on the sleeve,
My serial number - on the sleeve,
Wish me luck in the battle, wish me:
Not to be left lying on this grass,
Not to be left lying on this grass,
Wish me luck, wish me luck!
 
I have enough to cover the bill, but I refuse a victory at any cost.
I have no wish to stomp on anyone.
I would have liked to stay with you,
Simply to be left with you,
But the star, high in the celestial sky, is calling my name.
 
Blood type - on the sleeve,
My serial number - on the sleeve,
Wish me luck in the battle, wish me:
Not to be left lying on this grass,
Not to be left lying on this grass,
Wish me luck, wish me luck!
 
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maria.solmaria.sol    Πέμ, 19/09/2013 - 01:45
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Beautiful translation to a beautiful song... thank you!