NTL - хоронить молодых
текст песни

Whose hour is already broken, someone from minute to minute,
Sometimes you do not know whether you will live at least
Die in painful moans or avoid flour,
Without breaking laws or dress bracelets on hand.
Every year in each area, someone departures, taking inside,
Someone burns under the armor layer instead of the Institute,
Someone will interfere with someone who buries himself,
Someone rises for a long time, impervious that already sinks.
Guys in the last path escorted in the life of the brothers,
His tears without hiding, they say goodbye,
After all, he chose himself instead of a better friend,
And he jumped under the bullet, receiving lead her own breasts.
Because of his paced arrows, I lost everything per second,
In a meaningless shootout and achieved what?
Why should he now need those meaningful money,
And the future son's father is before birth in the ground!

We wish tired, but the young steels are enough,
On marble initials, leaving
Those who love and knew
Now on Earth only the stove will make the meaning of words:
"Will not forget Vladya !!! We will think about you and always talk -
Mothers are not easy to bury !!!!!!!

All that is gold, which will escape to us like leprechauns,
Pseudo-dona combine young violating laws,
Be a living barrier to those who divide the thrones
In this street war, the boys include as clones.
What will get a mother for his son - his cartridges from his chest,
Or one who is to blame for her with a bow
It will be cotton legs, with moisture eyes full,
Go behind the coffin of the son - tears of grief in the throat room !!!
Ash to ashes, dust to the dust, he himself went on the fell,
At one time, there was not enough courage to send everything on the dick,
And friends that themselves as a target in a dash, not forward, bury their
They say: "peace in the world",
And the world was much wider than the grave fence,
He measured his money - and here is the payback,
The world was much more beautiful than landscapes on banknotes,
He sounded much more pleasant than march in minor notes.
I can't see the eyes of mothers from the tears of raw, I can not see fathers,
without time of gray, see I can not sorrow friends, girlfriends, relatives,
I can't see when they bury young !!!

We wish tired, but the young steels are enough,
On marble initials, leaving
Those who love and knew
Now on Earth only the stove will make the meaning of words:
"Will not forget Vladya !!! We will think about you and always talk -
Mothers are not easy to bury !!!!!!!

Life posters draw a future
All trunks and computed scars decide here.
From the knives herself in the hospital,
God, can everything ever end?
Street Wars, Thirst Will
Enough to violate the laws, data per century - sin, step in dead end,
One moment, one shot, one person - Schlip,
In the sky, look, bullet as a poison burned you,
No, the power will not help - yes,
Only a red jet from the body will fall, leap sticky traces
on that ground where you grew up, remember the best moments,
In recent seconds, do not save doctors - do not wait for help
Already alone, the wind will take you in voids,
Notes played, notes played - I saw the sky,
I saw people whose words inspired faith -
Where are they, where are they, where are they, where are they ??

We wish tired, but the young steels are enough,
On marble initials, leaving
Those who love and knew
Now on Earth only the stove will make the meaning of words:
"Will not forget Volatya !!! We will think about you and always talk -
Mothers are not easy to bury !!!!!!!