Александр Шкуратов feat. Таня Шкуратова - Время могильщиков
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Men are leaving us in the prime of full strength
Now we can only remember them
Pour, brother, glass, pour van.
I will pour sad lush, nuclear mother

Time has come
For money coffins, like mushrooms
The grave workers have succeeded
After all, we pay them with lives
Beautiful stone, steel fence
The last gift of friends
And bitter vodka is so sweet
On the fresh grave of your

To whom the verdict is declared on whom the cross is placed
We have no place in life or in paradise
Mother, don't sob, don't cry, kids
We are in a damn ring, in one circle

Time has come
For money coffins, like mushrooms
The grave workers have succeeded
After all, we pay them with lives
Beautiful stone, steel fence
The last gift of friends
And bitter vodka is so sweet
On the fresh grave of your

And there is no other road, no, do not change fate
We chose a sinful path with you
Burn, burn in the fire, carry it for the last time
The men go home to their

Time has come
For money coffins, like mushrooms
The grave workers have succeeded
After all, we pay them with lives
Beautiful stone, steel fence
The last gift of friends
And bitter vodka is so sweet
On the fresh grave of your
The men go home to their