Текст песни Армейские песни - Груз 200

The plane left for downloading its passengers,
But today I am flying, and so closely suddenly me.
Leaning his cheek to the cold lens window,
The cargo is entered, and frost ran on the back.

Chorus:
So we are together
One for two plane
Load my two hundred
Your last flight.

I squeeze into the hands of the invoice as a pass in misfortune,
And so I want to smith this terrible green leaflet,
Screwed screws, ran under us concrete,
That's all, flew to home, brother.

Chorus:
So we are together
One for two plane
Load my two hundred
Your last flight.

Sleep under us gray Afghan mountains,
I do not hold an evil to them, but if this war is damned.
When landing in the Union, quietly whispering with its burden:
"Sasha friend, because you are encountered spring."

Chorus:
So we are together
One for two plane
Load my two hundred
Your farewell flight.