Текст песни Группа Память - Здесь, под небом чужим

Here under heaven stranger, under the azure Kabul
I hear the cry of the cranes, flying off into the distance.
Oh, how you want me looking into recess.
Machine guns to suppress the sadness in Russia

Day and night bezrazluchno with fighting machine,
Gun for the belt as the native brother.
Oh, how I want, to impose ground mat
Tears of joy shed for the Russian land.

We zenith with the fate of a very tightly linked.
We were at the zenith of friends never forget
We spill blood for many Afgan,
And it will have to, since the need arises.

Only the request to all not to forget these meetings
Do not forget to fly away like a wheeled case
Do not forget to friends, make sure their shoulders
Their support in the battle has brought us happiness

Here, the sky a stranger ...