Текст песни Николай Рахматулин - Волчица

She no longer knows no fear and not pain
to the last drop of their scarlet blood
Ready with fate to winning fight
She is simply in the world of this is more afraid to be afraid

Under the sun she won a place
And around everything shouts the deception so dishonest
She passed not one with fate an unequal battle
Wool end and this deadly grip

Close around alone Shakaly
You do not have enough spirit bash on a bash to it
Who wants her death without wait
She is from the wolf flocks, such do not give up

Wolf and in the night eyes brighter stars burn
Either silent bitch or get into a row
Under the launch of all enemies in a row
How to teach a pack write a ticket to hell

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Wolf and Volley Howl to the Moon
She calls the flock of his family
Gentle gentle good but still a beast
If you like not to hurt the pain believe
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Her character was missed in unequal battles
Probably there she lost their fear
Wool overflows under the light of the moon
She falls but rises it is necessary to go

For her back, rumors are allowed by lousy jackals
In the eyes will not say the spirit a little or shy fuck
She lives that life who will break
About her dream but no one knows how to tame

See it and you can never forget
Fate caked her such the only thing to be
This wolf so often do not sleep at night
Knows worth falling down and he will dream again

She looks into his eyes but never say
That for her he is so important in this life
Wolf for all such a strong outside
But even she needs someone to wander away from

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Wolf and Volley Howl to the Moon
She calls the flock of his family
Gentle gentle good but still a beast
If you like not to hurt the pain believe
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In Love Wolf is not a predator - so they say
But sheep with wolves do not put in one row
After all, how do not try the nature does not deceive
Only with such a blessed will be the way

Wolf never getting ready with a ram
either be with the best either staying
Many are empty and out of the empty glasses do not get drunk
they are a little in the bushes and the wolf by nature the killer

Neither fear is not pain not pity anything superfluous
She is so tired of waiting for help from the Most High
To hell with life as staging in the theater dramatic
her principle like a capone just business is nothing personal

It happens too impulse to indecent
This life in it survive the strong it is her difference.
Without fear, she is such a million
Pupils will not go to anyone

She goes proudly and if it cries then in silence alone
To the evidence of tears her was only the moon
She is a girl with character extinction
fluffy wool lump in which sweet demon sleeps

You keep sitting afar to take the first step
See your enemy brave
you curse fear seen her in his hands brother
While you will put Shah I will put a mat