Текст песни NTL - Мы под прицелом

We're under the gun
We're under the gun
We're under the gun
We're under the gun
We're under the gun, at gunpoint at gunpoint
We're under the gun
We're under the gun
We're under the gun
We're under the gun
We're under the gun, at gunpoint

Clear sky above New York, whether the two aircraft Well
No one yet knows their deadly mission.
They are designed arm some bitches
Mothers cry and throw up their hands.
The whole world is under the gun, we are on the brink of war.
How is death? Which side?
We do not know anything, just have to wait
In the hope that we will see blue sky again.

Why, why the death of innocent people?
Due to the mismatch of someone's ideas.
Who, who sent you here to pick up their lives
Subjects of Allah. Pick up the children of fathers and mothers,
Brother sister or just friends,
Take away all that was you and me
And cast alive into the flames Manhattan.

Do not restrain their tears silently clenched his fists,
So I swallowed in a cloud of debris
Someone far away, but not in this case
Let everyone know that we are under the gun.

We're under the gun
We're under the gun
We're under the gun, at gunpoint
We're under the gun, at gunpoint at gunpoint
We're under the gun
We're under the gun, at gunpoint
We're under the gun
We're under the gun, at gunpoint

Hurricane debris gets thousands of graves,
The terrible terrorist act monstrous force.
And who will survive, that it will long be remembered,
But we continue to hope and wait.
Shot in the back, a terrorist act,
It will become an incurable wound of all civilization.
Half an hour later hit in the heart of Washington,
The plane with the people included in the Pentagon's body.
A burning building, and everything explodes,
The new updated news broadcast.
Some people decided to play a game fanatic,
But only God is addressed in this life.
To decide who lives and who dies,
And whether or not we have loved to take.
Now those who were not present yesterday,
But the heart is still hope and faith.
And above the city smog and smoke of the fire,
Everyone is expecting the next blow.
Having lost the paint, the world turns gray
And everybody understands that we are under the gun.

We're under the gun
We're under the gun
We're under the gun, at gunpoint
We're under the gun, at gunpoint at gunpoint
We're under the gun
We're under the gun, at gunpoint
We're under the gun
We're under the gun, at gunpoint

New page history written in blood.
Where is the world with kindness and love.
Quiet time is now come not soon,
Not soon in the hearts of mothers grief settles.
Whoever did this should be punished,
We must destroy the terrorist plague.
Our responsibility before the history is already clear,
Respond to these attacks, save the world from evil.

This shit's like a bad dream, people screaming
Pouring down the staircase men and women
Of all ages caged, the towers collapsing
Lapsing the cycle of life. It's the last thing impressing
We'll never escape from the memories
Carry the consequences of the tragedy
Ready and willing we're the kamikaze
To end the lives of people by the thousands
Affectuous, astounding and unbelievable
But never the less best believed that are real
People killed, Manhattan in ashes
And now America is bracing for actions
The bombers on standby to strike any second
The weapons are loaded, huh, there's no question
Whoever is pointed out will go
But is this the answer or is this a show?
I hope that the target selected is valid
Is not escape goat, justice not malice?
The actions, again, will harm the innocent by the million
And by God, I fear this.

This day we will long remember
About mourn the dead, enemies curse
First, Moscow now New York
Anyone can touch this freak.
The article in "America in terror"
A minute of silence, the national mountain
Exact numbers of victims. It does not mean
What officials dismiss, so what's the difference in the ass.
Watching from above, as in their country, on us all to fuck
They did not even shudder fill their pockets.
A terror at this time sweeping the world as a whole,
Sun now know