Текст песни Псы Вертинского - Мерсенеры

They were shot by the French linen ,
He was buried under the bodies of young noblemen .
As well , it is possible for two
Feel free to drop in the sea of fire bottles .
Mersenery otherworldly blood
We engaged all night in
What prevents alcohol,
On the morning of dying from the pain ,
They basked in the pre-dawn anguish.
They have stirred the Crimean wine.
Silently they die of thirst.
As well , it is possible for two
With a liter of fire to be a hero brave .
Mersenery otherworldly blood
We engaged all night in
What prevents alcohol,
On the morning of dying from the pain ,
They basked in the pre-dawn anguish.