Текст песни Макс Николаев - Путь воина

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Battlefield Black Crows Rushes over wing head

New round new fight with himself
Only forward now a fist over your head
And on the clock arrow again counts moments
Walls Circulation Events will be open
All past victories and defeats will be forgotten
We now fall at all in another rhythm
Step step only upstairs now forward
Flame Motor knocks faster adding move
Pulse is rapidly the body on ready without fear of pain
The Spirit is not broken only to the victory one warrior
Standing in his fists shot down to blood
Nobody will be guilty to the end only worthy
No one argues the way of warrior at home bread with salt
Returned with the shield to their homeland will be stored
Let the young his feat run

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Battlefield Black Crows Rushes over wing head

Born to defeat either losing
Mother's tears are so clean as rhinestones
In dozens of battles applying new scars
Blows on the machine like a soulless program
It is necessary to change she told him a stop
I need you please come back home
And he thought for a long time eventually having decided
Writing a report on your dismissal
He wrote in the letter that comes soon
That only there is another last fight
And he believed that something in life would change
Probably something good will happen to me
I was not knowing what he was clinging for life
Almost cold fingers under the cold rain
And he returns home on the shield
Leaving the battlefield Returning finally home

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Battlefield Black Crows Rushes over wing head