Текст песни Хламида - Пуля

Bullet picks in the field, the bullet is looking for someone to be so where,
  Bullet knows and feels the smell, which hides the meat.
  Only the wind knows the bullet misses -
  As it happened, the bullet fell in love with a beating heart.
  Ate fighters not oblyapalis,
  After drinking tea, listening to a fairy tale:
  & quot; In the not walk out there Picks faithful,
  Do not listen - you will mertvenkim & quot ;.

  Poole wanted so much to be loved, the only tender -
  Only heart to what is the bloody feeling.
  Bullet all in dreams and did not realize that it does not happen,
  Pula anyway - because they are the bullets they ubivat.
  He tore his chest, crept up to the heart,
  Kissing on the bone, with the death of a hug.
  From love hissed, he calmed down,
  Meat jammed, blood drunk.