Singer: Rashid Behbudov

Only favorite can be such extraordinary eyes.

Like a jewel as filled to the brim the horn with the old wine kept in the hands when touching folk song. Captures the spirit of happiness, the strength, the prisoner in it, and delight gives way to fear: not to break, not to spill, to bring it to people all to the last drop, rotate so that the sun is reflected in each of its faces.