Текст песни Легион - Ветеран

Chorus:
Night-black eyes
These waking dreams like.

They are our sons dying in pain
That our sons are killed.

Night-black eyes
These waking dreams like.

The spirits, the spirits in the souls of our sons,
From nightmares, stories and dreams,
Spreading its feathers
In the universal mad disarray.

One can see the bullet loved me:
Throughout the war party avoided,
Do not maimed, killed,
Not me in the war were buried.

Fighting died down and gone,
Only with the memory of mine fields,
Only the eyes of a lead weight,
Like a thread there ... drag and pull, pull ... and pull ...

Chorus. 4 times.

One can see the bullet loved me:
Throughout the war party avoided,
Do not maimed, killed,
Not me in the war were buried.

Chorus. 4 times.

Night-black eyes
These waking dreams like.

They are our sons dying in pain
That our sons are killed.

Night-black eyes
These waking dreams like.

The spirits, the spirits in the souls of our sons,
From nightmares, stories and dreams,
Spreading its feathers
In the universal mad disarray.
Over the souls of our sons.

From nightmares, stories and dreams,
Spreading its feathers
In the universal mad disarray.
Over the souls of our sons.