Текст песни Гарбузов Сергей - 19 лет парень был не хмурый

19 years old guy was not gloomy
But fate had a bullet-fool, not helped vest
Prior to order the night shift at dawn
And the soul flew away. Why not others?

And he fought, and he believed ...

Chorus:
Who are these painted doors
Who are these painted doors
Who are painted, he believed in them
He went through them

23rd year, soon 23.
But as luck would have went to the window sill
Down three floors
Not lived half lived in good conscience.
Not strong enough in medicine to save him.
And he fought, and he believed ...

Chorus.

He needs to go, she is waiting for him there
Where the tickets already purchased a busy place
And a removable cassette, winking lamps
He finished his cigarette with anguish and go to the door
And he fought, and he believed ...

Chorus.
And he still beats, but he believes ...
Chorus.