T.N.F - Молодой Пидбуль - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

He will go forward with a firm gait, but no one will suit. The face is covered with scars, the knuckles are knocked down, they took away from him both pity and love. Chorus: He walks along the street - Young Pete - Bul! He will find an enemy for himself - young Pete - Bul! In battles, his fate is to live - young Pete - Bul! And in his eyes his struggle is a young Pete - Bul! He was born a fighting dog - not a home -made creature and with a violent he was familiar with him firsthand in the fights of the muscles of Rosla with hatred in a couple, he sharpened his fangs when he was still a boy ... Chorus: he is walking along the street - young Pete - Boule! He will find an enemy for himself - young Pete - Bul! In battles, his fate is to live - young Pete - Bul! And in his eyes his struggle is a young Pete - Bul! Soon you will become a mature warrior, you will, in fights, tear the enemy, do not be shy that you are young, you will come up to your years to grow up and get stronger, you will become an adult dog. Everyone goes through this path, was a puppy, but became a fighter !!! Chorus: He walks along the street - Young Pete - Bul! He will find an enemy for himself - young Pete - Bul! In battles, his fate is to live - young Pete - Bul! And in his eyes his struggle is a young Pete - Bul!