Текст песни Михаил Муромов - Спроси пустыню

Again the heat at sixty.
Sands shot down and hang ...
And we climb into the armored personnel carrier,
As in the blasting fire,
Crashes from fire
Six-day ammunition.
And how many more of them -
Ask the desert ...

Six days ago said Kombat:
Intelligence seen a detachment,
Rushing from the border straight -
Probably briefly sign
With oases on the way.
And we have to find it!
And how many more of them -
Ask the desert ...

Hardwisks of the day and night.
They wanted to help us
But you will see
Among damned sand
Where they fled and easily
Dozens of those closer?
And how many more of them -
Ask the desert ...

Water ran out in the flasks
Throw the sky, not trouble!
Trouble that beat from kischekov -
They are strangers among the sands.
There are rich, they rule the difference -
Spit them on Kabul and power!
And how many more of them -
Ask the desert ...

Six days in the sands were looking for a shadow.
The seventh success fell day -
Takes us in the face finally
Not dusty wind, and lead!

From the vegan, from the ridge, from the tubercle
Hit three dhk,
And how many more of them -
Ask the desert!
Let seventy heat,
Today is better than yesterday --
Two platforms moved bypass,
They are covered by the third platoon,
Fourth with the fifth to the barrier,
Genate platoon on the slope
And how many more of them -
Ask the desert!

Passed minute or hour -
What is the difference for us
When the conversation is over
And drag into the armored personnel carrier,
Captured for the butt,
In you the shooter ...
And how many more of them -
Ask the desert ...