Here, in the lakes, lie the planes,
In their cockpits, the pilots have fallen asleep,
No one wants to wake them up,
That’s the kind of movie we have, brother.
And at night, they take flight,
Herons and swans see them off,
They fly over the country,
For which they took up arms.
And with the sunrise, they fly back into the lakes,
They wish people peace and happiness,
They fall asleep in the quiet of dawn,
And the reeds lean toward the water.
Here, in the lakes, lie planes,
And pilots have fallen asleep in their cockpits...
11.08.2026
Here, in the lakes, lie the planes...
© Copyright: Владимир Павлов Великие Луки, 2026
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