Текст песни Кошки Jam - Мои револьверы

Hey, you remember that guy?
We all call him Captain,
And remember, trembling hand?
Sometimes you crawled on stage drunk.
And the vodka flowed like water.
Manoeuvring between the cynical and the personal,
What are we then lamented,
Now, you must agree, it appears ironic
I'll be back, you just call me,
Immerse yourself in this sticky time
When the heart is asked of love,
A body wanted hardcore.
Etc:
My revolvers - Do not see the light of day in 2002,
My revolvers - Depart this life for me,
My revolvers - Plan escape spring
My revolvers - Someday will come after me.
Do you remember, were torn to pieces?
Treat not their own, but other people's illnesses,
Do you remember the arms of longing?
Beloved, always trouble-free friend
Here, the nostrils smelled blood
And no longer will give odds
And the body not care about love
But the demands of hardcore heart.
Etc:
My revolvers - escaped in the spring, and found me
My guns - but they do not shoot, I shoot.