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SOME PEOPLES ENVYS GREAT
8:02 42 0 6 лет
Лицензия
Жанры
Прогрессивный рок/Арт-рок
Над треком работали
Олег Дьяконов Людмила Шрамко Евгений Кузнецов
Альбом
GET THE VICTORY
Студия
Tomat Audio Mixing Studio
Текст
SOME PEOPLE’S ENVY’S GREAT! Sounds of hunting horn is heard, And every other bird Is looking for a shelter. All the boars and all the deer Do know that you are here, Riding far or near, To arrange the matter! Hey! Your bag is always good, anyway! You are honored by the king, And very glad to bring Some venison for dinner. You can chase without a rest, Of hunters you’re the best, Talented and blessed, A consistent winner! May Your friends be not so false to betray! Some people’s envy’s great, It often grows to hate! The hunter, skilled and smart, You’re damned to lose your art! Though day by day you’re urged to have a try, The only way’s to die! Some people’s envy’s great, It often grows to hate! The hunter, skilled and smart, You’re damned to lose your art! Though day by day you’re urged to have a try, The only way’s to die! All your efforts are in vain, You’re followed by disdain, Surrounded with laughter. So, your sufferings and death Are wanted by your friends, Heavens have no place For a former hunter. Lead The band of forest ghosts, if you need! The leader of the band, The crossbow’s in your hand. Night woods are full of fear When you are hunting deer. Though one by one the years are passing by Your bolts and arrows fly. The leader of the band, The crossbow’s in your hand. Night woods are full of fear When you are hunting deer. Though one by one the years are passing by Your bolts and arrows fly. Some people’s envy’s great, It often grows to hate! The hunter, skilled and smart, You’re damned to lose your art! Though day by day you’re urged to have a try, The only way’s to die! The leader of the band, The crossbow’s in your hand. Night woods are full of fear When you are hunting deer. Though one by one the years are passing by Your bolts and arrows fly