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Prelude in Memorial D.Schostakovich
They wrote your name on the soil
And the soli was wounded
Every night, when the horse passes
From the wilderness of wounds
With inverted saddle,
The masses of chorus sing:
"You the river,the river of the autumnal forest
In you,many times we have reached the ultimate"
Poem : Dr.Ziyä Movahhed
And the soli was wounded
Every night, when the horse passes
From the wilderness of wounds
With inverted saddle,
The masses of chorus sing:
"You the river,the river of the autumnal forest
In you,many times we have reached the ultimate"
Poem : Dr.Ziyä Movahhed
Tags: composer., guitar., modern, poem., schostakovich.
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