Текст песни Ntl - дети 90-х

Someone hour is broken, someone in a minute,
Sometimes you do not know: will live there any day.
Die in agonizing moans escape or flour
Without violating the laws or dressed bracelets on his hands.
Every year, in every district of someone drives off, taking in,
Someone lit beneath the armor instead of the institute.
Some people live in the way, someone buries himself,
Someone long climbs, not noticing that already sinking.
Boys on his last journey escorted to life brothers,
His tears are not hiding briefly say goodbye.
After all, he himself chose instead a best friend
And jumped to the bullets, getting lead his own chest,
Because of its well-packed direction, a second lost everything.
In the shootout and made meaningless ... What?
Why should he now needs those lone money
And future son father before birth in the land.

We accompany tired,
Well enough, young, firing from steel.
On marble initials,
Tears will leave those who love and know.
Now on earth will carry a plate,
Meaning of the words: & quot; Do not forget you! & Quot;
We will think of you and always say:
& Quot; young mothers is not easy to bury! & Quot;

All is not gold that other things we, as a leprechaun,
Pseudo-Dona spodvigaet young break laws.
Being alive barrier those who divides thrones
In this street kid to war are treated like clones.
What will the mother of his son? From his chest cartridges
Or the one who is to blame, crawling to her with a bow.
Will cotton feet, with eyes full of moisture,
Go for the coffin of her son, tears of grief in his throat lumpy.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, he himself went on the block,
At the time, did not have the courage to send everything on the dick.
And friends, that they themselves, as a target in a shooting gallery, not the first time,
Bury your say: & quot; Rest in Peace! & Quot;
And because the world was much wider than the grave fence,
He measured his money, and that the price paid.
The world was much more beautiful than the scenery on the banknotes
It sounded much nicer than march in minor notes.
I can not see his mother's eyes wet with tears,
I can not see their fathers, without time gray.
I can not see the sadness of friends, friends, relatives,
I can not see where to bury the young.

We accompany tired,
Well enough, young, firing from steel.
On marble initials,
Tears will leave those who love and know.
Now on the ground only stove will carry,
Meaning of the words: & quot; Do not forget you! & Quot;
We will think of you and always say:
& Quot; young mothers is not easy to bury! & Quot;

Posters of life will draw the future,
Here are everything trunks and burnt scars.
From knives to heal in the hospital,
O God, may all end someday.
Street wars, thirst will
Enough to break the law, the data on the age-sin, step into a dead end.
One moment, one shot, one person, sob!
In view of the sky, the bullet, poison, obozhgёt you.
No! Do not force help, yes,
Only red jet from the body falls,
Leave sticky residue on the ground where you grew up.
Remember the best moments
Over the last seconds not save physicians, do not wait for help!
Already one only the wind will carry you into the voids.
Notes played, played music, I saw the sky,
I saw people whose words inspire faith,
Where are they, where are they, where are they, where are they, where are they?

We accompany tired,
Well enough, young, firing from steel.
On marble initials,
Tears will leave those who love and know.
Now on earth will carry a plate,
Meaning of the words: & quot; Do not forget you! & Quot;
We will think of you and always say:
& Quot; young mothers is not easy to bury! & Quot;