Текст песни Виктор Верстаков - Спроси пустыню

Once the heat over sixty,
Sands shot up and hang.
And climb into an armored personnel carrier
in a blazing fire,
snatching out of the fire
ammunition sixth day.
And how many more -
Ask the desert.

Six days ago
(said the commander)
Intelligence seen squad:
rushing straight to the border,
probably shortly sign
with oases along the way.
And we must find it.
And how many more -
Ask the desert.

Turntables humming day and night,
they wanted to help us used,
yes make out whether down
among the damned sand
where they fled and went
a dozen of those that were closer.
And how many more -
Ask the desert.

I ran out of water in a jar -
will throw air, it does not matter.
The trouble is that the beat of the villages:
they are strangers among the sands,
where the rich rule the relish,
they spit on Kabul and power.
And how many more -
Ask the desert.

Six days in the desert looking for shade,
seventh fell good day:
blew our faces last
not the warm breeze, and the lead -
a sand dune, a comb, a protuberance
We hit three DShKa.
And how many more -
Ask the desert.

Let seventy heat
today is better than yesterday.
Two platoons moved to bypass,
It covers a third of their platoon,
the fourth to the fifth - on the screen,
grenade launcher platoon - the slope.
And how many more -
Ask the desert.

A minute or an hour,
what's the difference for us
When the conversation is over,
and dragging in an armored personnel carrier,
Interception of the stock,
automatic shoot you.
And how many more -
Ask the desert!