Текст песни Неизвестный стрелок - Стрельба

Who would have told me,
Not wasting words
Why sad eyes shooters
Why are they sitting head hanging
And the guitar is, but not to the songs.

And why, for example, I have fun
The result is such that it is time to get drunk
Unfortunately did not get a place in the final
Bronze medal and it was not given.

Here are 2 days ago we shot maturation
Went to the line, enough sleep a little.
Put the butt comfortably under the ear
Even dozed off, sorry no pillows.

Well, when I was awakened by a judge
Most shooters rifle Cases
I had to shoot for 20 minutes
Leader & quot; hit & quot; 15 points

Okay, not crazy, I said to myself,
You know, in fact, a standard shoot more
Tomorrow I will avenge them all for maturation
Won standard, we divide the cake in!

And when the standard for tomorrow shooting
The judges laugh at me tired
Shot out with a knee worse than standing.
Well, about the result and not talking.

Even then I did not grieve long
I remember, after all, was vozdushki crown
Never mind that a little with her work.
But always shoot with hunting.

And when the last shot vozdushki
I'm tired of catching the damn fly
She jumped as delirious thrashing
Like me she scoffed

So I sat and chewed chocolate
A tormented himself terrible mystery
That I sit here and do not understand
Whom do I remind myself.