Once a year
The time comes to cross the threshold now,
Within the family circle years have grown.
To stir the embers of unyielding hope,
Preserve the light of love and faith, unknown.
[Chorus]
A bouquet of poppies and roses, bright,
A symphony of hues, a sight to delight.
Beautiful words from feelings and tears,
A language of the soul, through silent years.
[ Verse 2 ]
May the family circle stay serene,
The home be warm, a sanctuary unseen.
Let quiet and commotion both abound,
Your Soul’s bright light shall guide them, safe and sound.
[Chorus]
A bouquet of poppies and roses, bright,
A symphony of hues, a sight to delight.
Beautiful words from feelings and tears,
A language of the soul, through silent years.
[ Verse 3 ]
I’ll send you a bouquet of flowers, fair,
You’ll grace them with your smile, so rare and rare.
Your portrait will my heart with warmth imbue,
For a brief moment, you’ll be close, anew.
[Chorus]
A bouquet of poppies and roses, bright,
A symphony of hues, a sight to delight.
Beautiful words from feelings and tears,
A language of the soul, through silent years.
Evgeny Gribkov
The source of the translation:
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