Текст песни Toni.v 74 - Гюрза

Strong Indian tea and a dim candle
and the story of Vasya Shukshin will not let him get bored
for so many years he's not like a loafer
On a fighting post from Tuesday to Monday
We’ll fight again, brother, we’ll give them a fight
Life is not a gift
And this eternal war with himself
First with perfumes in Afghanistan, then under Gudermes.
It is painful to realize when they sold their homeland
Everything continues to grow in a different volume
Young men forgotten within the mountains of the Caucasus
Parcel of two hundred personally in the hands of mom
My heart is drenched in blood and so damp
When your opponent in the war is now a hero of Russia
And to whom if you don’t trust yourself in the uniform’s honor
When Moscow has long been Kadyrov Street

And how many cases are paid and the garbage and judges
While in Russia they cut Russians, we will not be silent
Do not wait long and this anger will go around the planet
Your children will be responsible for all actions soon.

Birches rustle and wide rivers
Young heart does not beat and eyelids are covered
The mouths of those who know something more are closed.
Who is not silent, they close at birches at night
Well what's so wrong with you
You carry this load forever
As in the ninety-fifth burned for the fatherland
Do you remember everything and life is so fleeting
Alcohol Kills Us Time Heals Program
Outside, like everyone else inside, everything is cured
He will come to this post again just in the evening
and camouflage will hide a tattoo on the forearm
hungry on all sides hungry on all sides
It's lousy to watch how they eat their homeland
Already getting brighter outside the window, he read the story
Who will save you, probably no one except us