СТАЛКЕР - чистое небо - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

“There are nothing to learn nothing, and do not want to study

Kina of the American one has seen enough or the roof is torn off from greed

You are about anomalies to him, he is about Habar

There is nothing to think about except grandmas

Until the intestines are scattered across the branches. ""

The taste of blood, shoulder whines, three of us

According to the fourth Eskvad, wolves have been howling for a long time.

Behind the "Red Forest" in the soul of the demon, the fear is risen

The dead of the silence of these places.

On endurance test, adrenaline surge,

Geiger counter, an echo in the brain gives a crack.

Everything gets dark in his eyes, the sky darkens in a circle.

Can't be! This is an emission! Run soon!

Evil cold, cold sweat beats, running a platoon

The wind lifts the scraps of the earth to the eyes, everything to the side!

But it's too late, both bogged down into an anomaly

Two corpses are less than a second, I hardly survived.

Now there are three minutes to find a shelter,

I remember a kilometer from here we saw a plant.

Apparently the zone does not allow the audience so close,

But the monolith pulls new visitors to itself.

*Go through pain, wait for me

When it rinses to see a clear sky*

The sky is convulsed, through the downpour I rushed

I feel a metal taste without feeling a pulse.

A sortie behind an artifact is the time for a farm.

I would come alive from this start.

Torgash did not appear - a bastard, left only a card,

I get into the mouth of electromagnetic quantums again.

Again, give them to these creatures only the will

And so they turned the necropolis into this Klondike.

A lousy day to die for the sake of money.

X -ray hollows through the genes zone

Skull melt, the “real zone” of the turn has reached the muscles

Jerk on the hill in the tuk mani, mani

I see the remnants of the feast.

The first is torn to pieces completely, the second legless

Obviously manual work of walking pathologies.

In wretched ammunition, glazed faces,

I dive into the raid into my pockets, now without principles.

The sun breaks through the prism of the fog,

What is they have, and vodka is good from strontium.

Stop! Tsipa! Special forces, but my AK is not charged.

Damn the Val affected, but I am a stalker with experience.

It is not difficult to disrupt the jack for seconds.

A flock, pulling a knife from my pocket, a shot along the way.

I don’t remember, but he was or was not, huh?

And I always dreamed of seeing a clear sky ...

"Streloooooooooo !!!!*echo*"

*Go through pain, wait for me

When it rinses to see a clear sky*

*Go through pain, wait for me

When it rinses to see a clear sky*

“For a long time I have not seen the shooter, is he really died, no, this cannot be, he is from any trouble

He will get out with him, well, what will we go? Let's go to! It's time to have lunch, I know this is more important to you than

The fate of an old friend. "