Разговор с бтр песня текст
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
Припев:
А дойдем, от пыли всю седую, я тебя,
Родимая броня, крепко обниму и расцелую,
Точно морду мокрую коня.
Крепко обниму и расцелую, точно морду мокрую коня
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Carburetor as easy, not enough oxygen .
There is not mine, nor horsepower.
Steering wheel wrapped in bandages , tearing his hands ( and took the same fashion ?!)
What are you mad ?! I asked you .
With dust sweat from his forehead slides , and eyes , their corrodes .
Stones tires bite three sheets .
Sick ? Do not moan so thin , you , BeTr , not a girl .
So hold on, can not we now down!
Chorus:
And we come from dust all the gray , I'll ,
Darling armor tight embrace and kill ,
Similarly, face wet horse.
Ahead , choking , stalled someone's armor
And now there's bad, but molodchaga , her nose Popper .
Just hold on, we must hold on !
On the pass will give breath ,
You do all you can, God , not the transporter !
On the attic of a thousand meters all I forget
About the sun and the winds will be like your mother beside me wounds.
To hell suhpay and water, and the river , you're not a machine , as a person you are.
Soak the flight last on Chaghcharan !
Maybe this, here's the twist ,
Briefly , this here gun coughed silent mountain .
Body armor just was not enough , just below the throat bullet pierced ,
Kolka pierced with our yard .
As he sportingly hopped on bikes ?! In jeans dancing that neither Saturday .
Weakly he BeTR , no worries you sign.
You lived Kolka closer than brothers , and he died in your arms .
Photos you wear on the sight glass .
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