Timur Mutsurayev - 09 - Galereya Pamyati (Oni Ushli) / Галерея Памяти (Они Ушли)

Title: Галерея Памяти - Шахиды в Судный День (Они Ушли)
Artist: Тимур Муцураев
Album: Album: Иншаллах, Сады Нас Ждут
Year: 2001

Remastered and encoded in VBR bitrate (192-320 kbps).

[НикитаТоропицын]

Ни кто ни когда не говорил и не писал!а человек смог !и сказал!хвала и честь тонким братьям!!!

[СергийГусев-дщ]

Как сказал генерал Лебедь в Чеченскую войну дайте мне детей политиков депутатов губернаторов и война кончится в считанные минуты

[antohalovetskaya]

Translation :

Particles of light are included in the perturbation
As soon as the darkness seems tedious to them
Suddenly a trumpet voice is heard
God resurrects us on the day of judgment
For the garden of redemption steps
Where sinners will receive the torments of hell
The devils will descend into hell with them
Others will feel the Eden of the firmament
They will only rush to a new death
All those who died on the path of Jihad
With the prophets in the same row Shaheed
And they are promised a horizon of peace
They don't want to go out of action
Fighters of Allah, calling for battle
Your friends and you can hear the rhythm of nashida

They are gone, they are gone to other eternal spaces
And beyond the earth they acquire constancy
They find their peace by huddling in the craw of a bird of Paradise
And yet, with pain and longing, I remember these faces

I will never forget that vague endless chaos
And I remember, gasping, friends gone forever
Heroes of the fallen series, tombstone gallery
And in my memory always, live their faces, not getting old
But the commander will call out the connection -
in response to the silence of the ether, his fate was cut short
And he is no longer in this world
Through the pain, charred to dust, he screamed as he burned alive -
O most merciful Allah, let me enjoy Paradise!
But the commander will call out the connection -
in response to the silence of the ether, his fate was cut short
And he is no longer in this world
Through the pain, charred to dust, he screamed as he burned alive -
O most merciful Allah, let me enjoy Paradise!

They are gone, they are gone to other eternal spaces
And beyond the earth they acquire constancy
They find their peace by huddling in the craw of a bird of Paradise
And yet, with pain and longing, I remember these faces

Remaining faithful to the Lord, we will go through the whirlwind of life
And those who defy death go to better worlds
In the hearts of worthy penetrated, through the artillery peals
The cry that inspired our brothers: Allah is One, Allah is Great!
The war swallowed the soldiers, and many amirs died
But in memory only the names that are often heard in the air:
Mugla and Cyborg, the Caliphate, Baasan, ICAR, Marat and the Falcon
Their voices are already silent, their earthly terms have run out
The war swallowed the soldiers, and many amirs died
But in memory only the names that are often heard in the air:
Mugla and Cyborg, the Caliphate, Baasan, ICAR, Marat and the Falcon
Their voices are already silent, their earthly terms have run out

They are gone, they are gone to other eternal spaces
And beyond the earth they acquire constancy
They find their peace by huddling in the craw of a bird of Paradise
And yet, with pain and longing, I remember these faces

And when we bury our fallen brothers, we will not forget these faces
And again severe of the tomb, rising from the ashes and fire
Sadly endless row: one burned to the ground in a mosque
The second fell in battle, and the third was killed by a shell
With shower, with the point ground dirt, left Arievich two brothers
And never again in touch, ashab will not cause Sunset
The Afghan and the Jaguar are no longer joking in this world
Aslan left with a smile, forever illuminated by the light
With shower, with the point ground dirt, left Arievich two brothers
And never again in touch, ashab will not cause Sunset
The Afghan and the Jaguar are no longer joking in this world
Aslan left with a smile, forever illuminated by the light

They are gone, they are gone to other eternal spaces
And beyond the earth they acquire constancy
They find their peace by huddling in the craw of a bird of Paradise
And yet, with pain and longing, I remember these faces

[Bezymyannyj_]

Очень надеюсь, что это Муцураев, а не Алихан Амхадов, но сомневаюсь :с

[alexanderfirst]

Почему эту песню перепевают, на свой лад?

[egorp]

1 января выходили на выручку 131 омбр. Из 40 машин только 3 вышли к своим. Хорошо, что мы другой дорогой пошли, потерей небыло, вокзал и рестком забрали.