Текст песни Александр Левшин - Афганистан

Not yet time to sing about it,
No time to tell the truth yet.
Afghanistan - Begging Summer ...
We do not justify yourself before conscience.
In Afghanistan to death go boys,
Their commanders are boys lead.
Writers will write books about them
And, as it should be writers, drive.
CHORUS:
And the sun is here as a copper eye over the world,
As a copper pelvis on a blue fire.
For homeland, for holes in uniforms,
For the stall over the hormster graves,
By someone's grace, we are in someone else's war, we are in someone else's war.
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Heaven angels over us
Innocent souls countless ruin.
In the desert sky everything was enough ...
You are bitter truth light print.
Who was in Afghan, the soul is injured,
That black cross of someone else's guilt carries.
And this is to blame, not Stalin,
And something is terrible, which lives in us for a long time.
CHORUS