Nick Kurnakov - Upon a Height Without a Name | Текст песни

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The hill and woods were blazing bright there,
The sunset flared high in the West,
And only three were left to fight there
Once we were eighteen of the best.
Our dearest friends fell in the darkness,
They’ll never rise to fight again.

Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.
Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.

A rocket flaring, flashing, falling
It burnt out like a dying star
The men who fought there lived recalling
The battle that once raged on far
They can’t forget it, can’t forget it
The fierce attacks, scorching flame.

Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.
Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.

I often dream now that we’re back where
Our friends all fought in that Great War
I see the pine-trees, burnt and black there
Above our dug-out and once more
I see the front line, see my comrades,
I live again through din and pain.

Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.
Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.

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