Текст песни Тимофеев Аркадий - Афганистан

Afghanistan
I had not been in hot countries,
He went to school and loved football.
I conscript in the army was -
SCHOOL, Kandahar, Afghanistan.
Chorus.
Afghanistan, Afghanistan, which we are only here, mate, not seen,
Afghanistan, and I wanted to go back home and hug their parents.
Home to go back and embrace of parents ...

In the mountains, beautiful sun rises,
And there is no death, and life in all rejoicing.
But suddenly he barked like a machine gun,
War pinned iron harness us.

Chorus same.
The binoculars can see the mountain pass,
And my heart beats wildly rhythm,
I understand the only one who has been here.
I'll put before the fight a clean shirt.

Chorus.

Click, stroke, and I have it easy.
Guys, dying is not scary.
And the fear and pain - it all away.
It is only a pity to me a clean shirt ..