Кошка-Сашка - Сезон охоты
текст песни

The scene will remember you like that

C.

Rushing the shirt with inspiration on the chest,

Am

Smoke rises from empty gutters,

H7

Drops of sweat will illuminate hot sofitis



Hate in the soul, despise for nothing

You did not know these words, and even more so feelings

You tried to live as you just sang

A crunch is heard under the fragments of the image



C.

You were not afraid to become a target

Am

You were not afraid of anything here at all

Em

The hall collapses and the shadows hesitate

H7

You were not afraid, but you didn't escape



You forgot that life has only 7 circles

How many miles you measured, on the belly, let's go,

How much blood you spat on the napson floor,

Have you changed even something loving something?



To remain the last, worthy of the finale,

This is the bitterness of victory, empty tragifars

You believed helplessly, but did not know at all:

There is still good God, and He looks at us



I close the hunting season

The scene is empty, the spotlight is extinguished

The vaults fluctuate over the head,

Go out and don't go into my soul



You looked from empty glass for so long,

You so sharply and brazenly honed your eyes

You seemed to have forgotten that you are me,

My ceremonial hero, my ceremonial outfit



And a helpless look rests on the floor

And the guitar flies from weakened hands

And under the collapsed arch, we will die together

I walk with you in an enchanted circle



Yes, you know how to hate now

Well, shoot me for this

No, you won’t be able, a bit of a bit,

Still, there are few poets in the world