Mass Graves lyrics
by Владимир Высоцкий (Vladimir Vysotsky)
No crosses are found where the soldiers lie still
No widows are weeping above them
But someone brings flowers with quiet goodwill
And flames ever-burning still love them
Where once the earth roared with the thunder of war
Now granite lies heavy and frozen
No single life stands as it did once before —
All fates into one have been woven
That flame holds the flash of a tank set ablaze
The smoke over homes torn and broken
A Smolensk in fire, Reichstag in a daze
A soldier's last heartbeat unspoken
No widows in sorrow now kneel by the stone —
Just those who bear pain without measure
No names, no last words, not a grave of their own…
But tell me — is grief any lesser?
No names, no last words, not a grave of their own…
But tell me — is grief any lesser?