Night. War, distant shots and cries.
Night. Moon looks at us from skies.
I’m Russian officer, you’re German
Bitch! We’ll capture your Berlin!
Shut up! You are my slave, don’t lean…
Don’t lean your knee against my stomach firmly!
And when the moment comes to say good-bye,
I,
I’ll fire this champagne at you cause I’m
Sniper!
Night! War, distant shots and cries.
I’m drunk. You’re drunk, it’s in your eyes,
Like fucked Moon at skies. Go, leave me…
Wait! I just forgot to say...
Pray, But do not try to feign,
That “Nicht fierstein”, I know you are Hitler!
And when the moment comes to say good-bye,
I,
I’ll fire this champagne at you cause I’m
Sniper!
I’ll fire this champagne at you-u,
Jaaa! Sniper!
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Sniper
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