Текст песни К.И.Т. - Солдат рок-н-ролла

He goes on living his own mind,
The first song is like an oath.
Arsenal strings ringing, heat-flame in the soul,
And in the words there is enthusiasm and courage.

On zaplesnevshy life spilled all the rain,
Dust Road by swallowing potholes.
Lzheformatov spit on the dictates and rules
The oppression of his own, all empty exploding.

Through lies beautiful phrases
It breaks my word,
Fire burning eyes
Wake you soldiers of rock 'n' roll.

Chorus:
Bang the drum and bass breaks out,
Bullet frisky solo whistler.
In the battle of words will stand infantry together,
And forward into the attack run.

It is a clip of songs to meet fate,
One Day in the melee suffocate.
By chord guitar dance stars the moon.
Enough sleep, wake up and listen.

He stands sentry outposts on love,
Reet flag on the mast of freedom.
Rebel, all impregnated with the spirit of struggle,
He was born for fun people.

© A.Kitaev words, music V.Kutakov