Author of quotes: Konstantin Mikhailovich Simonov

Forgive me, dear friend.

to see in a dream.

Yes, it was not an easy victory for us.
Yes, the enemy was brave.
The greater our glory.

Fascism is misanthropy.
Fascism is contempt for other Nations.
Fascism is the cult of brute force.
Fascism is the destruction of the human person.
Fascism is the ideology with which one person wants to put a foot on the neck of another and make that other person a slave.

If God has us his power
After the death will be sent to Paradise
What do I do with the earth property
If he shall say: what will it be?
I don't need in Paradise yearning,
So dutifully I went,
I would have taken with him in Paradise the same
What on earth lived,
Wicked, windy, prickly,
For a while, but my!
That we on earth have to suffer
And will not allow us to miss heaven.
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I would take to heaven with a distance,
To suffer from separations,
To remember at parting
Pain is reduced on the neck of the hands.
I would take to heaven with him all the dangers,
So rather waited for me,
To his eyes the blue of clarity
Home of the coward didn't.
I would take to heaven with a faithful friend,
To have someone to feast,
And enemies to a minute for a bad
Earthly quarrel with him.
No love, no sorrow, no pity,
Even the Kursk Nightingale,
No, the smallest small
On the ground wouldn't leave me.

Finishing,earth
All the gossip will remind me:
Anyway with me
You will meet friends!
I'll leave you many books
That after the death of me
Not the best weapon to ask them
I leave the questions to the relatives!

A. - I ball rich as Raja.
B. - And I was poor.
TOGETHER. But to the light without baggage
We're both going.

Quickly, brutally and skillfully for a short trek earth
And my spirit, and my body was drilled for the war.
I wonder what can God do with me
Moreover, what has been done chief.

They quickly put me on the cross
On the first day, the first bullet in the forehead.
Kids love the theatre jump out of places
I forgot that this is the trench.

All giving, I will not rise from the ashes,
I don't need no words, no praise.
I lived, scared to death,
I, killing his fear, fought.

I work hard, and failed, to Rob dared not.
All my life from the tribune lied to the gullible and the young,
Lied - Chicks.
Having met all those killed, all who cheated me was,
I'll ask them, dead, hitting the right in the world to face
Us - liars.

Fool his skin Mila was
(However, like You and Me).
And when it gutted to the ground,
He lady on the ass with his knee gave
The fool didn't have a temple trunk
(However, like You and me).

Oh, works that left their fruit that left
And dreams that will not come.

What a fool he squandered, just not count
(However, as You and I) -
Future, faith, money and honour,
But the lady in half could eat,
A fool - that he is a fool and is,
(However, as You and I)