Текст песни Maks Lime - За Россию жизнью

Limon - For Russian life

life is a game and my motto is to play here until the end
by someone else's rules but with me my capital
which I did not point to the heavens
our game fan sun

Light vtopit skalyutsya teeth and pain
from the whistle of bullets as salt wounds
there is no choice you will be located next to rot
which stand in a duel with you sprinkled dust

life gives you on the head give rebuff
choice put to dissuade her sentence
Take in hand ax in a fight for your yard
she came down from the mountains can not be a conversation

Well, not simple it is already too
spoil her pattern and put a fence
since when you say something they say
You puppeteer of all these dirty school of life

chorus:
of Russia and Power homeland is my home
for their country for glory in unison ozvuchayu
for the capital city of your head answer
Mozhayki from Kutuzov to food as a home

these peregovarah life you fear
fear killometrah fear in your steps
fear in your legs fear pulverized into dust
kill him because the fear is only in words
      
then that is plastered with mud bound
seen not given your face soiled with mud
They wound dry but predictions interrupted
you spit back in life and that's it

your city, and the people all of the oxygen poglatil
Sign out and then the arrival of the waste
you are still young that used to start a new episode
the game is not doigranna and draw conclusions on this

Look out the window the horizon
it stretches extras for battle and it is not gon
city ​​dies leaving little devizion