Текст песни Сергей Соболев - Пулеметчик

You know me, take more ammo.
My machine gun on bipod, keeps defenses.
As long as the enemy tanks, and spend points.
C4 strengthened them as posthumous wreaths.

And yes, my toys Claymor and PCAR,
They are forced to cry my enemy.
Enemies in a seat, fleeing heavy fire,
And it does not help the active armor.

Why even I bought myself battles himself my enemy?
I will not give him his life, he is my enemy.
The vest I have a soul, and you know that's my sign,
Enemies come close, WTF ?!