Текст песни Елена Фролова - Милый враг

(lyrics by Anna Barkova)
DEAR ENEMY

Enemies on the other side
My old friend.
Oh death, come to me
From lovely hands.

I sit sad on the hill
And they have lights.
Yearning in the dark
My friend, remember!

Is it not the grass that rustles,
Are not his steps?
No, he won't come back,
We are enemies.

I won't sleep today ...
And tomorrow, friend,
I will look at you tenderly
And I'll cock the hammer.

It's time for you to rest
Oh, how tired you are!
A bullet kiss in the chest
And I - by mouth.

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