Alexander Rozenbaum - Caravan

Александр Розенбаум - Караван You can never get used to the silence At war, at war, at war Silence is only a lie, just a lie On a twisted path In a stranger’s land We step out as a caravan A caravan is the joy of victory and the pain of loss, Caravan, I’m waiting to meet you Caravan, and Afghanistan turns rosy with blood Caravan, Caravan, Caravan