Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Полчаса

Em
Half an hour reserved for the war,
         C
I slept: you loved me in a dream.
 Em
After much is my fault:
Defeat. Wounds. Bloody snow.
 Am
I was not lying and not excuses
        C
Talking about you to those who knew how to live
 Am
And slept again would, happen war
           C
Continue. You have dreamed about me? Say ...

After many who gave their war body
I wrote funerals for someone's wife.
Reflections sighted, dogs barking,
Snow piercing is red, and yellow air.

Half an hour reserved for love,
I protrahal brothel other flesh.
After many told me: God,
He sees everything, and you before God - bug.

Become powerless. Heavy alcohol
I swallowed as ragweed, as a balm
After many told me: sleep,
Something dripped onto copper eyes ...

Die from bullets and from you -
Tantamount to life: burn in the fire
Or tear on the rack. In the pupil ryabyat
Half an hour reserved for execution.
D Am C Em
Time just killed.