Текст песни Артем Татищевский feat. Каспийский Груз, Абаз - Закрывал глаза

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There was a shootout at the Screensaver.
Wanted black BMW, state number 555 VTK, region 163.
There are three suspects, dangerous and armed.
Shoot to kill when resisting.
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[Caspian Cargo]:
My guys are far from Paradise.
My guys just take it raw.
And I, as private Ryan, have already lost all my brothers.

And if my friend's daughter is at the funeral
Asks me all in tears:
"Is it true that my dad is in heaven?"
I will say, "Yes.", I will lie to her.

More than once I have been among those who carry the coffin to the cemetery,
And it was harder for me than the other five.
Firstly, he is not just a friend, he is also my brother.
And secondly, I'm just taller than the rest.

I'm scared of late doctor calls
And the words - "I'm afraid we will upset you."
And those who know the scenario of such nights
Let's keep quiet.

[Abaz]:
Grabbed so tight and won't let go
Mother's tears divide the face into three parts;
And hot blood runs cold in my veins,
Seeing off close boys on their last journey.

I wish I could tell them so much
But he didn't say a word.
I so would like to hug you all in silence,
To the ringing of church bells.

Looking at the photo with the black ribbon
Not fully realizing that you are no longer there.
Who stood up to the victorious - the kid with "Hello",
Death looking into the eyes through the barrel of a gun.

The sisters sobbed avidly.
We are carried through life by snow and rain - ice.
A stray bullet hit the temple.
The brother fell on the sand.

[Caspian Cargo]:
I'm like an old man, mumbling something under my breath, but so that a tear does not fall -
I'll put a "Close" sign over my eyes.
I'm like an old man, mumbling something under my breath, but so that a tear does not fall -
I'll put up a "Close" sign.

When the day drowns in pitch night.
From the nearby mosque, the Azan will be heard.
I will run my hand over my tired face
And slowly close my eyes

They will call me, somewhere in a week,
And I will instantly rush to the station.
They will explain that they did not want to disturb me.
I'll close my eyes in a noisy reserved seat.

They will be greeted with questions - "How did you get there?"
I will answer, I will answer, but there will be nothing to say.
At the same time, they will remember that it was as strong as a nut;
And I will close my eyes to remember.

Let's sit out of the way for a bit
Let's walk through childhood, rewind.
And I didn't have time to sleep properly,
Cover the bed, close my eyes

[Artyom Tatishchevsky]:
Parents, lives are torn, your freight train carries
In Dante's hell left outside the windows, foam out.
One, the second, cracks in the winter cold give brotherhood.
Enemies are sniffing from combat without a track.

Eyes will be closed, one forever; others according to their past.
With whom you drove and pulled the load up the hill.
To him in the barrel on the staircase - a knife.
You will be removed as a result, too, and then everything is the same -

Only they will drink like this,
Brothers of these hyenas are alive and they will all fall,
The plot is like from a movie.
Albums gather dust in the corner, parts of the past.
On the streets of musars to thaw. Round-ups, cash chases.

Life rushed, a flock of chordates circled.
The entrances are falling asleep - look, the whole sky is in burgundy.
My area is freezing, fog over the Volga.
I will close my eyes with my hands, I will remember again.

[Caspian Cargo]:
And this is a photo on the stove, so colitis; on a sideways strip.
I will watch, no matter how it hurts
Too often I closed my eyes.

And this is a photo on the stove, so colitis; on a sideways strip.
I will watch, no matter how it hurts
Too often I closed my eyes.

I'm like an old man, mumbling something under my breath, but so that a tear does not fall -
I'll put a "Close" sign over my eyes.
I'm like an old man, mumbling something under my breath, but so that a tear does not fall -
I'll put up a "Close" sign.