Текст песни Афганские песни - Афгана мать

In the drama many mountains and high pass,
Among them, dryogan, Lazarite there in bulk.
And Basmachi, we need to knock them out.
Basmachi, Afghan your mother

There is a Durban squad under the command of Mamada,
And they say, DShK and Mortar.
Only to us a parvatist, they don't care for it.
DSHK, Afghan your mother

Here the rocket went, we start work.
We climb right from the side of the fire of their machine guns.
Now I will see who knows how to fight.
Pass, your Afghan mother

The dawn caresses shall and tired.
Vodka does not take us, so I drink silently for the fallen.
But Lazurita Pakistan does not see.
Pakistan, your Afghan mother

And returning home, so that everything was forgotten,
We will capture with you on a piece of Lazarite,
To remember what was, with a grin could say:
"Lazurit, your Afghan mother!"