Текст песни Неизвестен - Наемник в зеленом берете

Short boot, carabiner on shoulders
You went a lot without sleeping at night
For blood, for conflagration you are not responsible
After all, you're a mercenary in a green beret

Push, guy, push, push the trigger
After all, in this game you are only a puppet
They said right - shoot right
But who gave you that moral right

They bought you, they sold you
Bought in Laos, sold to Israel
You see distorted faces in dreams
Vietnam and South Africa still dream about you

Push, guy, push, push the trigger
After all, in this game you are only a puppet
They said right - shoot right
But who gave you that moral right

Come round, man! Who are you shooting at?
You aim at others, but you fall into yourself
The whole world has become a shooting gallery for you
And here you are alone - facing the world

Well what are you man, click on the trigger
After all, in this game you are only a puppet
They said right - shoot right
But who gave you that moral right