Текст песни Виктор.Ц - Моя ладонь превратилась в кулак.....

Am
Songs still unwritten, how much?
         G Dm Am
Tell me cuckoo, prop.
 Am
The city I live or the Settlement,
                            G Dm
Stone lie or burn a star?
  Am
Star.

         G F Am
        My sun - look at me,
        G F Am
        My hand into a fist,
         G F Am
        And if there is powder - let the fire.
        G F Am
        Here we go ...
Am C F

Who will go on the trail of a lonely?
Strong bold yes
Laid down in the head in battle.
Few people remained in blessed memory,
In sober mind but with a firm hand in the ranks,
In the ranks.

        My sun - look at me,
        My hand into a fist,
        And if there is powder - let the fire.
        Here we go ...

Where are you now, will freestyle?
Who are you now
Tender dawn meet? Answer.
Well with you, but bad without you,
Head shoulders so patient under the lash,
Under the whip.
        My sun - look at me,
        My hand into a fist,
        And if there is powder - let the fire.
        Here we go ...