Текст песни Голубые береты - Старый ворон

Shouted crows in the sky
With black tucheyu mixed into trouble
The smell of blood bird feels harmful
The smell of blood on the hot ground

Do not get tired hover over a glade
Where the mistress spinning death
And they sing the song of their burial
For someone who can not catch

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Just tired old crows
Breaking away from the pack flies
Naklevalsya for his life fell
Seen enough of those who are killed
And can not understand in his old
What on Earth is so much evil
Why not live for good
Why smells Lifeblood

And around the crow laughs
And the old man can not understand
Let this blood shed Strongest
For crows is sweet, food

Not because eagles crows, hawks not
Every creature has its own head
Blame-a bird black
That land is soaked with blood

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