Текст песни Krin Clay - Налево - Вылет, Направо - Битва

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Do not regret anything, all have long forgotten
Our life - unsuitable Pano output
Nope belief that we extricate ourselves alive
we wailed knife against the roar of bullets!

Grey shoulder straps on gray eyes
The walls of the house will not replace the walls of the barracks
Green Suit for pale body
The idea of ​​war that under the blanket flew!

Gun, knife, gun and bullets
My hands are in the blood, then we are guilty on
What we need to do a lot of miles and yards
Lonely soul to nine billion!

Where is my courage, which flows from the bottom of it
Where is my strength, so as not wavered soldier's shoulder?
When the choice we must make for the sake of battle path
Were shot - left, right - to be killed ...

Two seven two ... and you know this
When at least a step back law banned?
People rave about and fled from the battlefield
Stepping to the left, and zero means if the word war ...

Kohl soul is pushover
If you turn back, then abruptly it became painful
Bullets that launched the brothers on brothers
Stepping right, to a coward does not sell them ...