Текст песни MG42 - Sniper-Blues

Sniper-blues
Words, Music and Execution: Konstantin MG42 Popov

In dust roadside or behind the stones
We like crocodiles, flat lying.
Nobody sees us, our sight is not thrown ...
We are the princesses of the death of free fiction.

In a protracted duel or on hunting,
With old "remigraton" or from SVD,
Those who at the crosshairs are those, my friend, "in the span",
For resting with a bullet in the head.

On the butts of the faithful crosses we do not put -
Invented a bike about "carved butt ...
Well, and the invarious account we remember
Without scores of vulgar and rare statesNagrad.

Carefully putting the point of the bullet with accurate,
We will wait for the darkest dark darkness -
And back to friends will be late late at night,
And I'll drink a little bit and you.

And again in the ambush sniper will meet,
That will sleep a little and go again ...
Wishes every friend "Careful!" -
After all, no one wants to lose a friend.

In dust roadside or behind the stones
We like crocodiles, flat lying.
Nobody sees us, our sight is not thrown ...
We are the princesses of the death of free fiction.