Текст песни Александр Грин - Два револьвера

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Two revolvers, whiskey, sombrero,
Bad guys, bad manners.
And their love, truth and faith -
Women, whiskey, two revolvers,
Two revolvers

I remember, once a long time ago
I saw in the old forgotten movie -
Prairie raced a cowboy,
Rushing from destiny or after fate
Following fate
And, with a hop of a hundred miles,
Erase heels about road dust,
He knew that somewhere now
She is waiting for him without closer to the night of the eyes.

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But maybe in this secret -
Go to nowhere from sunset in dawn,
Just happened every nerve
And there would be a revolver always charged,
Your revolver.
Don't remember who left
That in life is bad, and what is good,
And take what you think your
Living so easily and leave the young.

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