Текст песни Пони Пржевальского - Снайпер

Voice of alarm clock, loud and thin -
Time to go for a writing desk.
From the dark, the awaiting contour:
Smooth shutter. Polished trunk.

Vowels - bed, sight - commas,
And from the consonants of the muffler on the dule.
I, decomposing shops empty
I slowly insert the bullets:

__Ref:
__T to someone who does not want to fly,
__T to the one who is afraid to dream
__T to the one who does not dare to try
__Dell to believe in a miracle.

__ not to those who wanted to die
__T - ready to look silently
__T - to the one who forgot to light up
__UT - but I will not forget!

The night was alened. Strands of ether
The wire of the wires above the quarter was strung.
Having praised by all the ether of the world
I kiss, counting the bullets:

__Ref.

Hit! Here is another tears not hide.
A, damn it hooked the return,
But the cool sang - cold in!
Yes, twenty years of practice, damn it ...

I honestly shared the desire to fly,
And courage, so that they were not afraid to dream,
And so unless he was given to shooting,
What is that - did not leave the last one.

The fate of the detected snipers evil,
But someone is young, straight like an arrow,
Brave and dripping without slip
In the grass, the rusty sleeves will find.

__Ref.