Текст песни Паук - АК-47 - Готов

Risking their lives under fire
We sing this song!
When you want to think about a play
Ak47 ready.
Always live only one day,
We do not know when we will die
When you want to think about a play
Ak47 ready.

I ryschyu under fire from bronizheletom Body
I stand wounded soldiers on his body
Bullets whiz over my head
And sometimes it seems to me that I was at the end of crazy.
Never mind that there is never the sun through the clouds
I have two and exactly two oboёmy barrel.
Lozhit heart a longing for home,
My girlfriend does not write, no pens again.
I am alone, and as always, the emptiness of the brain ..
Sploshlye cold.
Empty city merged to background blood
Dust all the medals, they ate moths
I'm not that what it was, I was not a general
I love everything everything, but I'm shit at all.
Son, I remember the wind, and in spite Hurricane
I appear as a shadow and brush his revolver

Risking their lives under fire
We sing this song!
When you want to think about a play
Ak47 ready.
Always live only one day,
We do not know when we will die
When you want to think about a play
Ak47 ready.