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Текст песни Moi Josephine

"We were looking for paradise - we go to hell" -
Quiet whispers my dying soldiers.
Souls fly in the sky of September
And yet, my dear, nothing.

Me and my Murat - confused lions
I feed the soldiers ruins of Moscow.
Broken in the fight standing among the ruins,
And all this to you, moi Josephine.

Russian like shadows, without the beautiful phrases
Dying like ghosts, carrying us.
Quietly flying off into the sky in September
And yet, my dear, I ...

Me and my Murat - Confused lions
I feed the soldiers ruins of Moscow.
Broken in the fight standing among the ruins,
And all this to you, moi Josephine.