Текст песни Чулпан Зиннатуллина - Без авыл кешелэре

Let's sing from the streets
The song returns to youth
Like relatives in the homeland
The fight is on

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The core is the village itself
Things to do
We are close relatives
We are villagers

2) Youthful lungs
If only we had forgotten
Of birds singing in the morning
Let's sing their songs

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3) Betmes donya meshekete
From an Eylenic village
Let's get together
From the fountain trails