Текст песни Министерство Нападения - Пуля

Bullet
Kupl1
You - a bullet, life - shot.
Now imagine how quickly,
You live in the gimp,
You'll have time to reach their goals if ?!
Days of the week, we divide time
But one does not have the patience.
It is difficult to wait for the end of the dance, we,
Because Motion - a cure!
Chorus:
Now dance in our honor
All those who still have power.
Now dancing till you drop
And most of us do not need anything!
Kuplet2:
You - the flame, Life - a match,
Do not be late for your train,
Run forward faster than the wind,
But try to keep track of us
For years, we divide the precious moment
Time slips away tick, tick,
So, as we continue the dance
And the rest of my middle finger.