Текст песни Сергей Ноябрьский - Горы Афганские,

Bench, cross, lined tomb
I
And boy inscription "I was born and died"
Without the three weeks since he was only 20
Now, in the land of "Cargo 200" from Chechnya
Should the combat and cursing this time,
It became all too often accompany
The last journey, who blew who shot
The last time over the coffin shut.

Chorus
Afghan mountains, mountain Chechen!
Always keep Is
Always keep you our Russian guys.
Forever gone
Eternally alive
Forever gone
Eternally alive
In hearts.
II
Natural flowers from widows lie and cry,
Lighted candles lit,
Palms, numb from the wind
Pray and ask not potuhni, Pohorje
And the tears fall, and will pour tears
While this is going on lawlessness
Without the three weeks since he was only 20
Now, in the land of "Cargo 200" from Chechnya

Chorus
Afghan mountains, mountain Chechen!
Always keep Is
Always keep you our Russian guys.
Forever gone
Eternally alive
Forever gone
Eternally alive
In hearts.
III
Have you ever seen the boys after a fight?
You looked them in the eye after the dirty Chechnya?
You ran through the stray bullets flying,
Stunned blindly, as if in the night