Текст песни The Gunfighters - Час Волков

Lemmy howls from the speakers
My motor roars in the night.
The hour of the wolves is such a time:
Not a soul on the road.

Still smoking in the holster
My reliable revolver
I'm a ruthless killer
I am a supporter of extreme measures!

When you kick down the doors with your kick
And the revolver is in your hand, how about ...
Your spouse is sleeping with another
And what else can you do, what else?

In a bloody bed, they are comfortable together,
And all six bullets hit the target - yes, all six bullets!
You have done what you wanted and burn everything with fire
Now you are racing to nowhere, grabbing the steering wheel.

Again from amphetamines
Wakes up in me
A merciless machine
Everything is as if in a dream.

My dear forty-fourth
I did not disappoint again:
I'm alive, and someone is dead -
Here is such a rock and roll!

When you kick down the doors with your kick
And the revolver is in your hand, how about ...
Your spouse is sleeping with another
And what else can you do, what else?

In the bloody bed, they are comfortable together,
And all six bullets hit the target - yes, all six bullets!
You have done what you wanted and burn everything with fire
Now you are racing to nowhere, grabbing the steering wheel.