Текст песни ПАМЯТЬ - Минута молчания

"Attention. Attention.
Moscow speaks and shows. All central television channels, the largest radio stations in Russia are working.
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[metronome sound]
Let the names of the fallen shine with the light of grateful memory, the light of our love, the light of our sorrow ...
Let's remember.
... 26 million 452 thousand lives were claimed by the Great Patriotic War.
Let's remember ...
Let us recall those who fought the enemy at the front, who fought in partisan detachments, who suffered in Nazi concentration camps. Let us recall those who worked in the rear without sleep or rest. Let us recall those who reached Berlin and Prague, and who are not with us today. Let us recall the villages that were burned to the ground, the villages that were wiped off the face of the Earth. Let us remember the hundreds of cities destroyed but not subdued! We remember every street, every house. Let us recall the feat of the defenders of the Hero Cities: Smolensk, Kiev, Volgograd, Minsk, Leningrad, Kerch, Sevastopol, Tula, Murmansk, Odessa, Moscow, Novorossiysk, Brest ...
Let's remember the year of hard trials ... About crippled destinies, about broken dreams, about unfulfilled hopes ...
Soldier of the Great Patriotic War. You stood to death near Moscow and Stalingrad, carried bread to besieged Leningrad, burned in a tank near Prokhorovka. By dying, you saved millions of lives. You, who lost your family and friends in Stalin's camps, brought freedom to the prisoners of Auschwitz, Buchenwald, Dachau ... You did not invade foreign borders, did not seek glory.
You defended the Fatherland! Protected his family. You didn't need the awards. You considered Victory as the highest award ...
Through the rains and snows, through the storms of hard times, through Time, those who will never return from the battlefield, who will never hug their children and relatives, who are not destined to see this spring speak to us ...
Let us remember all who laid down their lives on the altar of Victory. Let us bow low to them. Your name is unknown, your feat is immortal.
Unknown Soldier. What did you think about during the quiet moments, before your last battle? .. About a peaceful life, simple human happiness for your children and grandchildren. For you and me.
Years and decades pass. Generations change. But is it possible to consign to oblivion the feat of the soldiers who defended not only our life, but also the very title of the Man who wanted to trample fascism ...
Eternal flame. It will not be blown by the winds, the rains will not flood it, Time will not extinguish it. Eternal flame ... In the living tremor of its flame - eternal memory, eternal duty and gratitude of the living to the dead.
War and death. Everyone is equal before them: old man and child, man and woman, general and soldier, people of any faith, of any nationality.
In churches and mosques, churches and synagogues, words of thanksgiving and memory are heard in all languages ​​today. They contain the pain of irreparable loss and the bitterness of tears. They contain eternal grief and sorrow.
On the Great Victory Day, we bow our heads to the blessed memory of our sons, daughters, fathers, mothers, grandfathers, husbands, wives, brothers, sisters, fellow soldiers, relatives and friends who have not returned from the war.
There comes a moment of silence.
[chimes of the Kremlin]
A minute of silence ...
Eternal memory to the victims of the Great Patriotic War!
Eternal Glory to the heroes who fell for the freedom and independence of our Motherland! "