Lyrics fevan - Их долг
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Знаешь , у всех приставов сильное сердце
Слышать все что слышать они почти невозможно
крики , мыты , удары и хлюпанье берцов
При таком раскладе жить им очень сложно
Было дело у всех спросили из вершины
Кто из вас копает ? мы ! Собираем машины
Колёса , шины , прорезают быстро ветер
Посмотри в окно , там уже давно не вечер
Первое время всем было очень сложно
Видеть кости трупов , это конечно не сказка
Мне во снах сняться лица и эти люди ,
И словно по горлу проходит стал домаск
Собраться с мыслями , одеться , взять снаряжение
Они идут , и мыслят как былые гении
Как копать и где они они не знают
Но они знают что это их не доканает
Им не мешает жить ничего , кроме долга
Их манят души души погибших людей
Они копают , и знаю им еще не долго
Но видят отражение в найденных ими костей
Война не кончена до тех пор,пока
не похоронен ее последний солдат
Но ведь не каждый был похоронен после смерти
Скажи спасибо этой группе ребят
Нашли бойца , а у него есть медальон
Прочли имя ,и вскоре нашли родных
И непонятное счастья потом людей
Но залечены раны сердечно больных
Казалось бы , нету такого чтоб было
Страшнее смерти , быстрой , кровавой смерти
Но тут же , они опровергли понятию ,
У них смерть не вызывает антипатию
Пожалуй , каждый из них человек великий
И всем стоит задуматься о их проживании
Им всем нелегко , но им нравиться это
Их тянет обратно боль с землей расставание
Им не мешает жить ничего , кроме долга
Их манят души души погибших людей
Они копают , и знаю им еще не долго
Но видят отражение в найденных ими костей
You know, all bailiffs have a strong heart
Hearing everything that they can hear is almost impossible
Screams, washes, blows and squelching of beretsov
In this situation, it is very difficult for them to live
Everyone was asked from the top
Which of you digs? We ! We collect cars
Wheels, tires, cut the wind quickly
Look out the window, it's not evening for a long time
The first time was very difficult for everyone
To see the bones of the corpses, this is of course not a fairy tale
In my dreams, these people and these people,
And as if Domask was passing through the throat
Gather thoughts, dress, take equipment
They go, and think like past geniuses
How to dig and where they do not know
But they know that this does not finish them
Nothing prevents them from living, except duty
They are attracted to the souls of the souls of dead people
They dig, and I know them not for long
But they see a reflection in the bones they found
The war is not over until
her last soldier is not buried
But not everyone was buried after death
Say thanks to this group of guys
Found a fighter, and he has a medallion
Read the name, and soon found relatives
And incomprehensible happiness then people
But the wounds of heartly sick
It would seem that there is no such
Worse than death, fast, bloody death
But then, they refuted the concept,
Their death does not cause antipathy
Perhaps each of them is a great person
And everyone should think about their living
They are not easy for them, but they like it
They are pulled back by the pain of the ground parting
Nothing prevents them from living, except duty
They are attracted to the souls of the souls of dead people
They dig, and I know them not for long
But they see a reflection in the bones they found
Hearing everything that they can hear is almost impossible
Screams, washes, blows and squelching of beretsov
In this situation, it is very difficult for them to live
Everyone was asked from the top
Which of you digs? We ! We collect cars
Wheels, tires, cut the wind quickly
Look out the window, it's not evening for a long time
The first time was very difficult for everyone
To see the bones of the corpses, this is of course not a fairy tale
In my dreams, these people and these people,
And as if Domask was passing through the throat
Gather thoughts, dress, take equipment
They go, and think like past geniuses
How to dig and where they do not know
But they know that this does not finish them
Nothing prevents them from living, except duty
They are attracted to the souls of the souls of dead people
They dig, and I know them not for long
But they see a reflection in the bones they found
The war is not over until
her last soldier is not buried
But not everyone was buried after death
Say thanks to this group of guys
Found a fighter, and he has a medallion
Read the name, and soon found relatives
And incomprehensible happiness then people
But the wounds of heartly sick
It would seem that there is no such
Worse than death, fast, bloody death
But then, they refuted the concept,
Their death does not cause antipathy
Perhaps each of them is a great person
And everyone should think about their living
They are not easy for them, but they like it
They are pulled back by the pain of the ground parting
Nothing prevents them from living, except duty
They are attracted to the souls of the souls of dead people
They dig, and I know them not for long
But they see a reflection in the bones they found