From once subdued celestial peaks, By increments, descending to the charred ground, Through the sighted-in solvos of slander, and lies, We are leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving ... Farewell, mountains, you witnessed, Who we were in this distant land, Let them not judge biasedly, They, the desk scholars. Goodbye, Afghanistan - this ghostly world, It is not right to speak kindly of you, But there is something sad battle commander, We are leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving ... Farewell, mountains, you witnessed, What was our pain and our glory, How will you, land of Afghanistan, Atone for the tears of mothers. We are no longer destined to return, How many of us were killed on this long campaign, And it was not fully completed yet, but, We are leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving ... Farewell, mountains, you witnessed, What price was paid here to the, Enemy, that is not finished off, What of friends were left behind. Friend, a spirited (drink) ration shared by three, So many of us survived in the rapid recon battalion, The third round - even the wind died down on the slopes, We are leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving ... Farewell, mountains, you witnessed, What we had, what we gave, Our hope and sorrow, How to live amongst the people. Our biographies are in half a dozen lines, Sociologists condensed, they are now in vogue, The East just isn't submissive to science. We are leaving The East, leaving, leaving... Farewell, mountains, you witnessed, Who we were in this distant land, Let them not judge biasedly, They, the desk scholars. Farewell, mountains, you witnessed, What price was paid here to the Enemy, that would not be subdued. What of friends left behind. We are leaving The East. We are leaving The East. Leaving...
From once subdued celestial peaks,
By increments, descending to the charred ground,
Through the sighted-in solvos of slander, and lies,
We are leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving ...
Farewell, mountains, you witnessed,
Who we were in this distant land,
Let them not judge biasedly,
They, the desk scholars.
Goodbye, Afghanistan - this ghostly world,
It is not right to speak kindly of you,
But there is something sad battle commander,
We are leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving ...
Farewell, mountains, you witnessed,
What was our pain and our glory,
How will you, land of Afghanistan,
Atone for the tears of mothers.
We are no longer destined to return,
How many of us were killed on this long campaign,
And it was not fully completed yet, but,
We are leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving ...
Farewell, mountains, you witnessed,
What price was paid here to the,
Enemy, that is not finished off,
What of friends were left behind.
Friend, a spirited (drink) ration shared by three,
So many of us survived in the rapid recon battalion,
The third round - even the wind died down on the slopes,
We are leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving ...
Farewell, mountains, you witnessed,
What we had, what we gave,
Our hope and sorrow,
How to live amongst the people.
Our biographies are in half a dozen lines,
Sociologists condensed, they are now in vogue,
The East just isn't submissive to science.
We are leaving The East, leaving, leaving...
Farewell, mountains, you witnessed,
Who we were in this distant land,
Let them not judge biasedly,
They, the desk scholars.
Farewell, mountains, you witnessed,
What price was paid here to the
Enemy, that would not be subdued.
What of friends left behind.
We are leaving The East.
We are leaving The East.
Leaving...
>Anti-Nightcore
Sir you are a hero.
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