Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Снайпер

Come on hit-and- ka and sundry .
Penny you life , and I target.
Which is felt , come to the dispute :
I - a hundred meters , and you - in the face.

Not the same layout, but I'm not a coward .
So, a dozen - the ace of diamonds !
After all, you're on the dispute shot at point blank range ,
But I'm a sniper and you pianist .

Kudu you go? My shot - bang ,
Nine of the heart, a dozen in the forehead !
And a black dot on a white sheet
That is night fell on my life.