Текст песни Алькор - Африканская саванна

Gathered, as if under a banner,
On the road to nowhere.
Lusitanian crosses
The sides are painted.
"To the eyeballs" overloaded,
The plane starts at night ...
Europe didn't need you
And anxiously waiting for you
African savannah - yellow feather grass flourish,
The African savannah is a hot land.

Who is fighting with whom for what -
I must admit that I don't care!
If a bullet hits you
I will give the answer in the next world.
We fought, we died
The sand melted with blood
But fate was outplayed
And leaves from under your feet
African savannah - yellow feather grass flourish,
The African savannah is a hot land.

Outside the window - waist-deep snow
The tavern drinks "lastly"
And out of boredom the Star Corps
He set up a shooting gallery behind the wall.
No money - and don't hope -
There is no overwhelming war!
And at night, even though here you laugh,
I have colored dreams:
African savannah - yellow feather grass flourish,
The African savannah is a hot land.