Текст песни Дмитрий Швед - БрандМайор

Untested fate, broken penny
Unfinished string is false
And there is no sense to toast for dry sleeves.
If you did not know how life is wrong
 From fire to the fire hundreds of times and without tears
 And then like a prayer in the morning the noise of birches
 And then the moan of the guitar in the night, like a church chime
 And then sit still, and then

GREAT:
Brandmajor draining sleeves from tears
Brandmayor now raise a toast
For love, mothers, serene dreams and children
Yes, for the brotherhood of going into the fire guys

-2-
Let's grab the brothers with a fate in speeds
Let the temples turn slightly gray a little later.
We will never miss a fire with eternal argument
Because we have a male conversation with him
 From fire to the fire hundreds of times and without tears
 And then like a prayer in the morning the noise of birches
 And then the moan of the guitar in the night, like a church chime
 And then sit still, and then

GREAT:
Brandmayor don't let your hand tremble
Brandmayor let all come true, but for now
For love, mothers, serene dreams and children
Yes, for the brotherhood of going into the fire guys
Brandmajor draining sleeves from tears
Brandmayor now raise a toast
For love, mothers, serene dreams and children
Yes, for the brotherhood of going into the fire guys

LOSE

CHORUS
For love, mothers, serene dreams and children
Yes, for the brotherhood of going into the fire guys
Yes, for the brotherhood of firefighters cool guys