Текст песни Контрольный Выстрел - Последняя республика

Last sunset like blood on bayonets
Last look, you looked back.
No need to hurry to go somewhere,
Now you're at the target end of the road

Last night, the last blood,
Last Republic fell at his feet,
Last spurt knock forged boots
Last breath and you're like a god ...

You have been imprisoned in the dungeon cheese
But the walls of the castle attracted you night and day,
Mad fugitive, the crown of thorns
You and your donesёsh sharpened end

Last night, the last blood,
Last Republic fell at his feet,
Last spurt knock forged boots
Last breath and you're like a god ...

Many years have passed them as if no,
But you feel that a new dawn,
The flag and the troops you look around,
In the final battle, it took you.