Текст песни MoSHkin - Ваня из российского спецназа

Words and Music: Igor Veniaminovich Moshkin

Vanya from Russian special forces

Guitar & Sax Solo

Nerves clapped on the furs in the fist
Local branches are spinning around.
Here passed past a grazing nerve
Zero zero seven, behind the victims back.
Oh ... they would know that I am Vanya,
From Russian special forces.
On enemy territory,
It would be better if I was in the Crimea, in the sanatorium.
This is not a resort to you in Evpatoria.
No banal and gloomy history.
Oh ... I'm Vanya,
From Russian special forces.

Sax Solo.

I went to me, I see the prospector.
I attached a dreamer.
I was wrong, he will give a rear behind his back,
Empty words of dashing brewer.
But ... not about Vanya
From Russian special forces.
So the goal entered right in the hall,
She is so glad today's masquerade.
I moved to him, little in the face,
On the dance invited the old lady.
Oh ... I'm Vanya
From Russian special forces.

Guitar Long Solo.

That evening passed everyone for Divo
Hanging Tuna he went to the parking lot.
Sitting in Mercedes, he looked sonally
Naedle neatly him three bullets beautifully.

Yes ........ Vanya ... I ...., Vanya .... I,
From Russian special forces.
Yes ........ Vanya ... I ...., Vanya .... I,
From Russian special forces.

SAX LONG SOLO.

June 14, 2015.
From the Album Hochma 2015