Mafia - Antyarmia

No, it won't be
I won't be teaching to be killing each other, to soar
no, I will be not
the heart is mine only for in order to love in order to love you .

If I was short I went still
cut from the box on my large tank
I had it and of grenades something around one hundred
death for suckers and I threw into the fire
all my strength to defeat enemies
I was boss with the shooter as black as the night
and now I know, I already know it won't be
I won't be . . .

Now I can see quite new things
I am having a girlfriend what I can more want
and by her in the morning I am waking up
and when the man is born in me
you want just to jug for me
to press into shoes, into the large coat
certainly I know, I already know it won't be . . .