Bad Balance - Lucky Luciano
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Hat on the eyes in the teeth of a cigar
Dark glasses, these are Luciano varnishes
Sicilian melody hung a roof
The bullet does not hear anything less than competitors

Hat on the eyes in the teeth of a cigar
Dark glasses, these are Luciano varnishes
Sicilian melody hung a roof
The bullet does not hear anything less than competitors

Madonna on the medallion, pizza and pasta
On the column at Palermo Necarana Kamora
Gangste Culture, noble grape island
But red wine - a drop of Kozanostra's blood
Sharp sauce, by the sea are the villas of the Don
Two wealthy lords, two authorities in one area
Years of Battle for honor, they allowed families in the wind
The son for his father nailed the vendetta on his chest
Shots of a gun, valleys, enmity
Scarlet blood in the eyes, as if a hail tears
Italians thunderstorm, pier, last lira
Sicilian young one floats into the new world
Mediterranean Sea, shadows by the mountains go
Waves sing, thoughts come, leave
The karma of the steamer, so the pier swayed
"Chao Italy" - the voice of the heart said

Hat on the eyes in the teeth of a cigar
Dark glasses, these are Luciano varnishes
Sicilian melody hung a roof
The bullet does not hear anything less than competitors

Hat on the eyes in the teeth of a cigar
Dark glasses, these are Luciano varnishes
Sicilian melody hung a roof
The bullet does not hear anything less than competitors

Alien country New World of Rough Words
For people with their heads behind the game of business spaciousness
Police inspection in the labyrinths of New York
In the poor areas, a terrible smell of garbage
Speaker of the shelf, factory buildings
Smoke from the pipe, a solid hunger strike
Black - white film on it on a city of stone
In the fog Long Ayland, the rails thunder trams
The apple has become, where love is cold
In the morning, immigrants are on the labor exchange
They see the alignment in the eyes, the factories have pickets
Dunch distribution, for the work of Cents
Luciano in the hope of expectation ahead
He did not see the answers where the bucks are in his pockets
Clans are confused, now he spat on everything
I caught a smile of good luck

Hat on the eyes in the teeth of a cigar
Dark glasses, these are Luciano varnishes
Sicilian melody hung a roof
The bullet does not hear anything less than competitors

Hat on the eyes in the teeth of a cigar
Dark glasses, these are Luciano varnishes
Sicilian melody hung a roof
The bullet does not hear anything less than competitors

City with a swing, New York became a ring
Gray asphalt with a bright bard tint
American anthem, jazz raised a degree
Illegal business, new criminal status
Sicilian sail, iron was in all pockets
The guy was nicknamed "Lucky - Luciano"
The name sounded loudly, raids, robberies, robbery
Cool analysis of flights, alcohol and dry law
He is a skilled tailor, mom Mia Madonna
And he easily let the sins to the young Don
Large city crazy, ambitious crime
Lucky Luciano - Italiano Gangster Fashionable
Sharp, cunning capable, forever under alcohol
Shot the control in the head to those who hid the income
Nal Black knocked out skillfully with an iron hand
A hero appeared in the broken slums

Hat on the eyes in the teeth of a cigar
Dark glasses, these are Luciano varnishes
Sicilian melody hung a roof
The bullet does not hear anything less than competitors

Hat on the eyes in the teeth of a cigar
Dark glasses, these are Luciano varnishes
Sicilian melody hung a roof
The bullet does not hear anything less than competitors