Leonid Agutin wrote a Frank and sharp verses about war and Victory

48-year-old Leonid Agutin surprised by his lyrical revelation in honor of the last Day. The musician has placed his own poem in social media and accused many compatriots that they forgot quite a feat of their ancestors. Leonid poem dedicated to her grandfather Leonid Shkolnikov, who died in the war.

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Tell him that the great-grandchildren of the immortal
And the memory of noted soldiers
Forgot this feat everywhere
And betrayed the aspirations of the fathers?..

Will I be able to tell him about this?
Will I die, filled with the shame?
Is mad, trying to be a poet
For those whose heart doesn’t even hurt anymore…

I’m intelligent so neat
And so rude, gadowski, vulnerable,
Say, “come on you dick, for God’s sake,
The freedom of peaceful fed BL. and
Remember: I am unshakable!”

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Leonid Agutin fans thanked the singer for his honesty and frankness: “Leonid, thank you! Each word as the pain responded. All true, thanks again!”, “Thank you for such strong and heartfelt words, While there is another eamle people writing these anxious lines, and those who reverently reads them and sees that war and those soldiers will be in our memory!”, “Struck to tears! Thank you, Leonid”, “You have expressed the emotional pain of many people! Very clearly and correctly!” (Spelling and punctuation authors hereinafter. — Approx. ed.)

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We will remind, two years ago he was told about his grandfather in the air “the Fifth channel” in the “Grandchildren of Victory.” Leonid said: “My grandfather Leonid Borisovich Students was quite an adult when he left for the war. He was 38 years old. Probably, it was very scary, really scary. My grandfather returned from the war, he died. And when my grandmother came to funerals, it turned gray within two days. Mom says that when I was born and I was named after my grandfather — Leonid, my grandmother was like a second wind. It’s like she began to live again. Because we are very similar. I just it a drop of his blood! I would, of course, said, “Grandfather, thank you! Everything happens how it happens, thanks to you and those like you.“ And so I always remember, always proud and will be proud of!”

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