Текст песни Чёрный Лукич - Мокрая трава

Ten shots and all the empty
Ten years of a single enemy .
And swayed his head in the field
Because our lives - the wet grass .

I drank vodka with friends yesterday
That morning headache.
And I would buy boots da boat
Because our lives - the wet grass .

I run in the morning in the open field
The sun rose , then you're right
I dew I wash his face
Because our lives - the wet grass .