Текст песни Мартиновский - Свинцовое небо

Chorus:

Eyes covered. We are dying,
The gray sky hung over us.
Eyes covered. All die.
Manage me to save me while I'm wounded.

The consignment :

Gray sky, seemed light blue,
I will stop. Wasted, but I started on a new one.
Mom is more often crying, shuttle run from work - to the hospital,
Sorry for each tear, which gave sheds.

Crash of a young body, gave to understand
What I know more than each of you, at least ahead of war.
Friends will leave. Girl, they are still like a family,
They will then understand that they do not need a busta bust.

I do not answer calls. I value the girl, kins.
Standing on the roof comfort yourself. San, the days are so.
Thoughts about death are all more often. Brath, do not hold me.
If I won't be suddenly, I will ask you to punish yourself.

Leave it as memory-in play sheets.
I do not belong to me about an estimate, before one hundred
Rain outside the window ... Recalls me.
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