Текст песни Голубые Молнии - Полк 345-й

Was seventy-ninth
Military secrets hidden,
Polk триста forty-five
In military matter!

But the exploits can not hide,
And his hero - Guardsmen from landing,
Not for nothing was the glory ...

The night before the first battle:
This is not the parade, and in a furious attack
There has been a success.

Vostrotinskaya company,
It worked like clockwork
Generously gave to drink blood
Alien Afghan snow ...

They carried like a whirlwind years
Ambush and hiking,
Fire breathing War
Valley Charikar.
"Zelenka" stormed,
and perfume called
At the head landing curse
God's car ...

Last road
A little bit, just a little,
Will cover only conclude
Closed down and go home.

In glory
Landing Gate
Standing on the Salang
Iron wall.

Veterans heirs
Gone are the latest
With the Afghan passes,
With blazing roads.

Afghan legend
And the pride of contingent
Polk three hundred forty-five,
He has done his duty.

In verses I. Rossikhina