Текст песни А. Устюгов и гр. Экибастуз - Пуля

Each bullet has a target
Every shot for some reason, but made,
But one hits the target
And the other bites into the body.

Chorus:

Will sing her song in silence
The one who heard - will not confuse, knows
No one is in a hurry to meet her,
He who is in a hurry plays with death.

A bullet is a fool, but it's a pipe
If you are at gunpoint at this moment,
This is the fate of a bullet
To be extreme, and guilty in general.

Chorus:

Will sing her song in silence
The one who heard - will not confuse, knows
No one is in a hurry to meet her,
He who is in a hurry plays with death.

Every shot has a reason
All things have a time
Single do not envy the patron
The one who will carry her burden.

Chorus:

Will sing her song in silence
The one who heard - will not confuse, knows
No one is in a hurry to meet her,
He who is in a hurry plays with death.