Текст песни Винтовка Харви - Контрабанда

Smuggling

Our caravan blew up on Mine
Times World War II
And now the whole team and passengers
With their smuggling go to the bottom
Compartments punched and from everywhere
Rotten and hum of mechanisms
And those who are waiting for us on the shore
Will not get your souvenirs

Where am I where you do not disassemble
Sea anyway, whom and how to take
On crowded armored stoves are not visible
Titles, regalia, rewards and positions
After all, we no longer have no one yet understood
Angels will bring smuggling upstairs
After all, we no longer have no one yet understood
Angels will bring smuggling upstairs

Who we are victims of those distant events
Or reason for insurance payments
Walking, fighting in the struggle for peace
Or soon we will be forgotten
We will be put in the port of the pedestal
And spend with army convoy
After all, our caravan blew up on Mine
Times World War II

Where am I where you do not disassemble
Sea anyway, whom and how to take
On crowded armored stoves are not visible
Titles, regalia, rewards and positions
After all, we no longer have no one yet understood
Angels will bring smuggling upstairs
After all, we no longer have no one yet understood
Angels will bring smuggling upstairs