Текст песни Хари Кейн - Солдат

My foot was again at the Kirov
Under the feet of the ground, he illovat
My day here a new saga, a hundred by date
My city truuuuu, I'm in it solldaaat
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I am glad that I am here not to scorch the screen
My picture of the wound, lost b nirvana
I'm part of the honor of his caravan and put
The piece then you plan to stainless steel
Circle me - loop is not broken until I'm home
The words of one of your rut, if devotion phantom
And a ton of these words, consider yourself abroad
Just wearing your kopyushon while going smoothly
I fucked all the polls, whose system is so inclined
As if there create a clone, thus going smoothly
it is not difficult in my circles, for me it is conditionally
Their mind then compressed tightly while going smoothly
I do not feel like spitting, raises the decibels
Indeed, under my acapella singing choir of the Sistine Chapel
My recitative has equipped me new church
And even if it weighs a gram, but I make them spaces