Текст песни Был хинен йыр асаем - Милена

The most beautiful song is wounded in the groin,
Happiness spreads into the air with a sigh.
It's a song of a song, a song of a song, my love,
I live in the spirit of that song.

When Asem hugged me, in the cradle,
Flowing song (moan) circles, from the door.
I'm glad to see your baby,
I worship the purity of those things.

It comes and goes again,
The wings have been shown solely to give a sense of proportion.
I'll be right back
The light of dawn shines on my eyelashes.