Текст песни Семск - Сборовские пацаны

Along the dark streets and old houses
There was a column of gathering boys
Stomp the road, tired legs
Passing the whole mass Between the yards
Cigarettes flickered
Nerves surrendered As if forgotten
Going forward What draws them there?
Complete failure? Or the highest honor?
Who will remain in force Continue this battle
Who will be the jackal And who will be the hero
Stay with me girlfriend told them
But revenge was seething Your hands were scratching
Adding step almost already ran
Somewhere in the dark, faces flashed
Walls are coming Throwing stones at the crowd
Come on bro see you in battle

Along the dark streets and old houses
There was a column of gathering boys

Dig in!

Along the dark streets and old houses
There was a column of gathering boys

Courage in the heart
Someone screamed. Don't try to drown.
Under the mass of blows Flying like arrows
Stay to the end, give up on this faith
Nerves break like a thin fishing line
Exhale. Blow Capture faces sharply!
Someone's girlfriends Won't see love
Screams of pain oozing somewhere blood
Blink siren Screaming stand!
Because of these cops We didn’t have time to drive them
Broken arms Dyspnea
Nocturnal drunk Red flash!
Someone is returning And someone was taken
Someone with a girlfriend And someone was kicked
The crowd ...
Hello dear Her tear has flowed
Head is broken. Closed eyes.

Along the dark streets (x2)
And old houses
There was a column
Gathering Boys