Текст песни Пони Пржевальского - Снайпер

The voice alarm, loud and thin -
Time to sit down at his desk.
From the dark contours of:
Smooth shutter. Polished barrel.

Vowels - a bed, a sight - commas,
And of the consonants silencer on the barrel.
I spread out the empty shops
Slowly I insert the bullets:

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__Eta Someone who does not want to fly,
__Eta To those who dare to dream,
__Eta To anyone who dares to try
__Dazhe Believe in miracles.

__Eta Someone who wanted to die,
__Eta - Ready to watch in silence,
__Eta - Someone who forgot to ignite
__Utrom - But I will not forget!

Night obezlunela. Strands ether
The wire network over the quarter pulled together.
Caught all esters world
I tselyus counting bullets:

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Gotcha! Here's another one does not hide the tears.
And, hell, most hooked-impact,
But the famously sang - grows cold inside!
Yes, twenty years of practice, hell ...

I honestly shared his desire to fly,
And the courage to not be afraid to dream,
And so selflessly gave himself up to the shooting,
What now - do not leave yourself last.

Fate found evil snipers,
But someone young, straight as an arrow,
The Brave and the striker without a miss vlёt
The grass rusted liner find.

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