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Swallowing dust, losing consciousness,
there's not much water left
The chopper is lying shot down somewhere nearby
and my AKM became heavy
yes, I was alone
and all my friends perished,
all hope is on one magazine,
But you won't take me that easy, brutes!
Chorus:
Afghan Afghan Afghan
Afghanistan Afghanistan
the black tulip spins
over the river bank
Afghan Afghan Afghan
Afghanistan Afghanistan
the black tulip spins
over the river bank
Broken, fractured legs
every sound reverberates in the brain,
and I am sorry to die, by God
and twenty incomplete years
tears flow from my eyes, flowing
I tell myself to keep calm
and we're going to die with a smile
Chorus
Surrounded I am, surrounded
there is no more salvation for me, to leave
coming closer to me, coming closer
And I will meet you mental beasts
coming up to me screaming something
One strikes his rifle butt to the face
The blood of the eye gushes in streams
Well, farewell, I pulled the pin