Текст песни Вис Виталис - Между Собакой И Волком

C`mon!

Someone always all falls into the hands of
Someone always fucked on the table
Well, raise my eyelids, bitch
Where a measure that I have found lost
Nothing goes unnoticed until
In place of the hand well and suffers Paper
And the evening and the magician cloak Demiurge
And in the morning on the new cap fool
And I curled up like a cat, to the battery
No heating hopeless fate
I am surrounded by hostile animals
Dogs slaves and the Wolf-redneck
All roles are painted. According to the charter
One - doghouse, the other - the right to have their
And if I honor these rules become
That cease to be who I am

Prep:
My shoulders throws century Wolfhound
He is his own right in its rights, I
I hold, he spends strikes
We probably beautiful couple
I'm on your rights it on your rights
I'm not a dog and not a wolf - it soars my temper
I hold, he spends strikes
I hold, he spends strikes

That night at the glands of the forest
I heard a hoarse desperate howl
Maybe there is an express freight train passing
Or vampire hunting night
And who weigh scherbyaschie time loss
Meandering path between dog and wolf
And I want to believe in the faith will be rewarded
And I believe you know that I will live long
And there anyway how would neither beat
No vomiting or yanked or inhibited
I know what to do, and would only force
And angry enough
Enough
Enough
All eventually get his own - is the goal
So as not knocked out teeth - compress them stronger
Start again from the beginning - every time, every day
Just wiped the blood on the broken face

Prep:
My shoulders throws century Wolfhound
He is his own right in its rights, I
I hold, he spends strikes
We probably beautiful couple
I'm on your rights it on your rights
I'm not a dog and not a wolf - it soars my temper
I hold, he spends strikes
I hold, he spends strikes

I hold
For All Wildcats
For All Wildcats
Man