Текст песни Кошка Сашка - Сезон Охоты

The scene will remember you like that
Inspirational torn the shirt on the chest,
Smoke rises from empty gutters
Sweat drops will light up the hot spotlight

Hate at heart, despise for nothing
You did not know such words, much less feelings
You tried to live the way you sang just now
A crunch is heard under the debris of the image

You weren't afraid to be targeted
You weren't afraid of anything here at all
The hall is crumbling and shadows shake
You weren't afraid, but you weren't saved

You forgot that life has only 7 circles
How many miles have you measured, crawling on your belly,
How much blood you spat on the pissed-off floor
Have you changed at least something by loving someone?

Stay the last, worthy ending
This is the bitterness of victory, an empty tragedy
You helplessly believed, but did not know at all:
A good God still exists, and he looks at us

I close the hunting season
The stage is empty, the spotlight is out
The vaults sway overhead,
Get out and stay out of my soul

You stared out of empty glass for so long
You sharpened your eyes so sharply and brazenly
You seemed to forget that you are me
My parade hero, my parade dress

And the helpless gaze rests on the floor
And the guitar flies from weakened hands
And under the collapsed vault we will die together
I walk with you in a vicious circle

Yes, you know how to hate now
Well, shoot me for this
No, you won't, bit card,
There are still so few poets in the world

20.11.2006 - 03.09.2007