Singer: Murat Nasyrov

The boy wants to Tambov,
You know chiki-chiki-chiki-chiquita.
But planes don't fly there today.
And not even trains go...

The days fly like birds,
We should stop
To read how the first time
A long-forgotten poem about us.

Unloved waiting for me at the window,
The evenings are dark, as always,
At the window waiting for me, waiting for me.

Gold plated the light of your tears burned in the night,
Hugging me, you said don't go.
Knowing that was not my fault
I whispered you: I'm sorry,
Everything goes, don't be sad don't be sad.

I am you, you are me,
And nobody is necessary to us.
All I got now,
I you give.

Even if I accidentally die
Having received the lesson of a simple mistake
I will again look for me in that world
Your mysterious smile
Sometimes I think, all a dream,
To be your hero - the reconciliation
After all, when you ask for light on the icons
I read Surah
eternal obedience
The giant was not destined to become
But a slave of suffering about you and God
Apparently fate
presented
In whole tied us up the long road
The truth is, but the mystery is hid
To believe sky is clean to be
Even if the Cup of time shed
All the same - you only will I love.

To forgive someone, someone will understand
But my love will not go away
On the sand and the blurred wave
I will write your image