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Resistance This is only the first part of the text. I hope to add some more and make a full treck. Check: Twenty years has past since he was born. The young memory has captured few years of peace Before the dogs of war has swallowed his home He will always remember the pain that made him to a rebel The day when he berried his brother, the last member of his family The same day when he took a rifle and sent a bullet in his enemy Piercing shot, as needle went thru the vest and cut the heart Blood has never seemed so red before, but the burning hate asked for more Yelling the name of god, he aint got nothing else to lose in this world Confused by the loss he spent a night crying in his brothers’ corpse Drops of tears to blood, prayers to god, 39 mm bullets into new round The years has past the boy became a legend, or maybe prisoner of his own tragedy The stories of fearless Chechen Mujahedin, Victim in the war of sins, the man who never saw dreams And his faith is something that wont ever be revealed But rumours says that you cant kill the one who didn’t not really lived! |
я смотрю тут не так много народу интересуются текстами на Английском :) |
Майн нихт ферштейн, ваш языГ!!! :D |
Конечно с вражиским у меня хреновато, но тем не менее смысл ясен вполне. Но что бы что то сказать, необходим разговорный.... и вопрос, Chechen Mujahedin - это кто? я так и не понял... Чечен по имени Муджахедин что ли?:p |
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bump ! :P |
if you skip first four lines (and ignore the fact that he was shhoting Russians) - the text is enjoyable. i won't DL that track, though - being a Russian. |
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