Текст песни Афганские песни - Ранены мы в душу тобой,Афганистан

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How Eating soul memory
In his native homeland.
On the parched expanses,
The Afghan side
We dreamed of a house
And peaceful existence.

We grieved terribly
For all your friends.
With the hope of waiting for letters,
What you write to us!
Dreams of pavement
In his native yards
On the green trees
And peaceful squares.

What smells good
Asphalt after rain,
And measuring the murmur
Streams running into the distance.
The river floats boat -
Paper icebreaker
With it floats childhood
Over blue sky.

And we all understood,
What matured there.
Maybe aged
In this war we are!
After the war, guys,
Do you think that
What could be today
You go in the last fight.

And who will count - that
Last step and sigh.
And you'll get a bullet
On the breath in your belly.
That's why guys
We have grown old there:
We - the wounded soul
You, Afghanistan!