Текст песни Евгений Кемеровский - Братва, не стреляйте друг в друга

Morning frost , cold morning
Man in a white shirt are
And in the funeral march , but on Vagankovo
Oh, how heavy your last journey.

Bowed relatives
That's the last blow of a hammer.
Depreciated life , and what is now the truth

If crying is so eager soul ?

Fellowship , do not shoot each other ,
You have nothing in life to share .
Round table Forget resentment,
After all hard to bury friends .

You , Russian , strong guys
And the spirit you never did take
Only now, in a black veil
Sadly bowed , sobbing mother .

Fellowship , do not shoot each other ,
You have nothing in life to share .
Round table Forget resentment,
After all hard to bury friends .

Fellowship , do not shoot each other ,
You have nothing in life to share .
Round table Forget resentment,
After all hard to bury friends .

Fellowship , do not shoot each other ,
You have nothing in life to share .
Round table Forget resentment,
After all hard to bury friends .

Fellowship , do not shoot each other ...