Crysis 3 - Монолог Пророка - конец - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

In the first week of the training camp, a lesson was taught to us: a good soldier knows what he can count on a minute of danger. Not on intelligence. Not on equipment. Not on a weapon ... only for yourself. I learned it at once. The war is over. I made a lot of mistakes. But still ... I'm just a person. My name is Lawrence Barnes. They called me a prophet. Remember me.