Текст песни А.Борзенко - Снайпер...этот парень ОБЫЧНЫЙ ЗВЕРЬ

His SVD always with him
On the right shoulder belt presses
And the goods in pouches pulls down
It someone's death , like a whim .

He's a sniper !

And who is to blame and what is the wine,
What he had not drunk wine,
What began to shave yesterday ,
Not dogulyal their evenings

He's a sniper !

It lies in the shelter , drills whiskey
And his eyes full of mute anguish ,
Heart pounding , as the wind from the door .
This guy - an ordinary animal.

He's a sniper !

Sorry , that gives the enemies of coffins,
Cutting off life, like mushrooms ,
Watching the victim through optpritsel ,
Let all the same will be someone safe.

But he - Sniper !