Текст песни The Gunfighters - Десять Капель

For the smell of mold, ten drops into my glass,
And dope is enough for me.
A hurricane sweeps thoughts in the head of madness
And life rushes faster

And the devil himself isn’t afraid of me,
And I don’t give a damn
I’m going on a swing, which means -
I have nothing more to lose!

Adrenaline boils in blood, a motor knocks in the chest,
And I am not surpassed by anyone!
The world is dancing before my eyes, I feel enthusiasm:
The cartridge in the barrel, cocked,

And the devil himself isn’t afraid of me,
And I don’t give a damn
I’m going on a swing, which means -
There’s no way to flush anyone!

For the smell of mold, ten drops into my glass,
And dope enough for me ...