МУРОМОВ МИХАИЛ - Спроси пустыню
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Again the heat under six
The sands were shot and hang.
You climb into the armored personnel carrier,
Like a blazing fire,
Taking out of the fire
The ammunition of the sixth day,
And how many more of them - ask the desert ...
The battalion commander said six days ago:
"Intelligence saw a detachment.
Across the border straight
Probably briefly familiar
With oases on the way,
And we must find it.
And how many more of them - ask the desert ...
Wraps are flying day and night.
They would like to help us,
But if you see down
Among the damned sand
Where they scattered and lay down
A dozen those that were closer.
And how many more of them - ask the desert ...
Water ended in the flasks.
They will throw the sky, it does not matter.
Trouble that beat from the villages,
And we are alien among the sands.
There, the rich rule the elasticity.
They spit on Kabul and power.
And how many more of them - ask the desert ...
Ask the desert ... Ask the desert ...
For six days in the sands they looked for a shadow,
The seventh successful was the day.
I blew on our faces, finally
Not a dusty wind, but lead.
From a dunes, from a crest, from a hillock
Three DSHK hit,
And how many more of them - ask the desert ...
Let the heat under the seventh -girlfriend
Today is better than yesterday.
Two plates are traveled bypassing
They are covered by a third platoon,
The fourth with the fifth - to the barrier.
Grenade platoon - on the slope,
And how many more of them - ask the desert ...
Ask the desert ... Ask the desert ...
A minute or an hour has passed -
What is the difference for us
When the conversation is over
And you drag it to the armored personnel carrier,
Having intercepted for the butt,
A shooting machine gun at you.
And how many more of them - ask the desert ...