Афганская вьюга

Wicked blizzard blew into the faces of the children of Kabul
Blinded soldiers who knew the cold and heat .
Would be with them , but
Half bykuet half fights ,
But the best people and the best in the world for a long time
Quiet sleep sleeping dead -
Here is a movie .

In Hayraton goodbye sworn promised
Love your life and do not touch the trunk.
If only he knew , if it was in charge of those who later betrayed us ,
I have a AKC never did give up.

Sevastopol Host we became.
White House like a burning Pandsher .
And here , near Grozny , shot me
There's my favorite officer .
And earrings ripped off sister
So good-naturedly , as light
The one who dug the earth with me
And entrenched in Ruhe .
The one who dug the earth with me
And entrenched in Ruhe .

Blizzard confuses dancing hands, feet Afghans .
Faster and faster satanic motif shuravi caught
Tearing wind , but not God Rogue marks ,
The one who left us in the cold - today in the warmth and honor.

Flame War prednestrovskoy
Born on the Afghan fire.
And Afghan dreaming
Both banks on the Dniester.
Buried Cossack Rostov ,
Cursed the killer 's mother ,
Yes, he is guilty , but for one ruble ,
There is one curse .
He is guilty , but for one ruble ,
There is one curse .

What are you , brothers-in- class , those who have a goal, who in stripes ,
Surely forgotten about friends, killed his country?
Again from the new deck sharpie throws peoples
Yes No aces - sixes you accept cloth .

Coulibiac fifteen layers ,
And each is the one who was behind the river .
What are you doing , my grief ,
Yes that does not wash away the blood from the white fangs ?

Oh, what a spring in turquoise,
Oh, how she was,
Here again there yes there to meet friends ,
Those with whom conscience did not spread .

Here again there yes there to meet friends ,
Those with whom conscience did not spread .
Oh, what a spring in turquoise,
Oh, how she was.