meet the stage honored artist of the republic of belarus ruslan alekhno. hit direct fire, like a machine hit shooting in the forehead, flew apart into pieces, blue eyes flooded the field. scarlet race, pines dressed in a red sarafan, the wind burned by pain, died from wounds, waiting for me, my beloved, waiting for me home, here is my family, here is my home, here is my beloved. here is my home, i will return alive, i will return home, flocks flew in, 47 strikos, pouring blood, wings, birches, wingless koshuns beat on... bugat, the city turned into a red-cheeked hell, the field stirred, groaning, russian rastolye, golden shoulder straps, my beloved is waiting for me, waiting for me home, my family is here. here is my home, here is my beloved, here is my home, i will return alive, i will return home, from the drizzle in the morning, covered with ashes, time stood in a stupor, hiding in... oh, saturated with pain, rusty earth, fell from the sky, a child's tear, waiting for me, my beloved, waiting for me home, here is my family, here is my home, here is my beloved. here is my home, i will r