Текст песни Аскер Сиюхов - Турецкий берег

Darkens the sky, mist before his eyes,
On the horizon darkened ship.
& Quot; Allah, save & quot ;, - the old man prayed with tears -
& Quot; Pretty has suffered my people! & Quot;

Chorus:
Turkish coast heard cries of the people,
How cursed adyg Parish War:
& Quot; We are simply to die for a handful of freedom,
Than be expelled from their native land & quot ;.

Allah, you heard that our grief
Rain to wash the blood from trying to land.
Strewn with the bodies was the sea,
As a sign that there is no way back.

Chorus.

They are alien waves washed his feet,
And, not letting dry the tears
Snow soul stood hope,
Looking at the track outgoing ships.

Chorus.