Текст песни Раллия - Жаным ай ай

Giving life strength,
"My soul," he cried.
Picking the best of flowers,
You are dedicated.

Feel the taste of happiness,
An open garden of emotions,
Everything for the world,
The precious half.

Chorus:
The moon, my soul,
The moon is burning,
It's as if I was born in a garden !!!
The moon, my soul,
I always say,
The moon of the precious half cart !!!

I miss you when I cry,
Thank goodness.
The garden I saw,
You are my love

Preserve the charm of love,
I dedicate it to you.
He stroked my cheek,
Remember the day.

Chorus