Текст песни МЧС - Братишка

Again we raise siren
 Maybe Chernobyl chimes
 To escape the life of a fiery captivity
 01 Do not doze by the phone.
 We smoke and soot like devils
 And impregnated with foam and fervor
 But the battle is won with the red death
 So a day is lived not in vain.

From the fiery hell of the fire of hell
 We again returned to the serene heights.
 After all, you and me, brother, do not need a different fate
 Probably in the fire you and I were born.

Do you remember, brother, take the first exit
 As strings rattled our nerves
 As at the hands of their baby delivered
 The boy, the one that was awarded posthumously.
 Fused bark wounds from burns
 And in the morning the smoke choking cough.
 But in general it is necessary to you and I do not much -
 That is simply not callous our souls.

Hook (3 times)
 From the fiery hell of the fire of hell
 We again returned to the serene heights.
 After all, you and me, brother, do not need a different fate
 Probably in the fire you and I were born.