Текст песни Игорь Дягилев - пусть земля вам пухом пацаны

Again guys calling road -
Until birthmark threshold
Ninety days ahead.
No flowers, no bread and salt ,
Their hearts are full of pain
Wild dance of tracers in the night.

Mines whistle, undermining land mine ,
The burnt corpse of KamAZ ,
And for a gang raid in the mountains.
Above will be an all-star ,
Yes eagles nest suite -
Hard to have boys.

And in a dream between fights -
Ta favorite with curls
That tear dropped her on the shoulder,
& quot; Jeep Cherokee & quot; and flat,
And then - the grave
Fresh from a friend of yours.

For high mountains,
Of forests , for the dales
Someone loves hard , believe waiting
That separation - not for long,
Performances each debt
Be sure to come home .

Spreading good riddance ,
All have drunk a little ,
Ninety days behind.
At the table all together stand ,
Shut up , friends Remember ,
Let the earth you down, boys !