Текст песни Gloves Off - Дезертир

Night at the guard
The part near Tula
Hand to the machine
The very stretched

To hell with the statutes!
To hell with orders!
Now to get even
With this plague!

Soldiers get up!
Mraz, fail!
Well, let's see,
Who has what it takes?

White in the face
I ran officer.
Sergeant, Lieutenant -
All Die!

All Die!
Die bitch!

Now go
From raid forests
In the distance from roads.
Do not run into the cops.

For them, I am a criminal
And klyatvootstupnik.
One against all,
And no I'm not a satellite.

But a glimmer of faith,
What reaching the limit,
Everything was not in vain
And it was in the case of

In Cop ring
I look through the sight
Sergeant, Lieutenant -
All Die!

You are on the trail, on the track, in the wake of
Throw like a beast, bitch!
I will not give up, do not give, do not give
His life and freedom in the hands of
You!