Текст песни Андрей Земсков - Афганская Кукушка

Afghan "Cuckoo", soldier guitar
And the board of pre-New Year, flying to Kabul.
Do not wait soon, girlfriend, letters from Kandahar:
Smoke "Afghan" with the gentle mountains.

We were once there - not on vacation, of course.
There was a serpentine road by no means tinsel.
And the song for a soldier - and memory, and hope, -
And still alive, and the home is dreaming.

Comrade Colonel, Guitar Take,
Let your cuckoo be sprouting again.
Who was behind the river, the string threads
Saw wounds in sleepless night.

Afghan "Cuckoo", magnetic cassette,
Under the rocution of the machine - lyrical motif ...
Oh, how we needed at least before dawn
Sometimes to hold out, capturing a height.

Flowers for camouflage - only scarlet cloves,
And black tulips - for lists of combat.
And life - Bela, like soot, is painted by a MGI,
Which we are divided into dead and alive.

Comrade Colonel, Guitar Take,
Let your cuckoo be sprouting again.
Who was behind the river, the string threads
Saw wounds in sleepless night.