Текст песни Энвер Чеккуев и Замира Чомаева-Мусаева - Деб Турама

Words: Zamira Chomaeva-Musaeva
Music: Zamira Chomaeva-Musaeva

Believing in the warmth of the golden sun,
Juregimi was deceived by what he said.

I do not sing to hear,
I don't keep a trace,
I don't think I'll ever come.

May I say goodbye to the coin,
I'd like a bottle of water.

I do not sing that you will not hear,
I won't keep you from looking,
I don't think you'll come.

Clouds, as cold as rain,
As soon as the frost is gone, hope.

The sun does not heat up, the snow does not cool down,
Juregim will not forget you,
I don't want you to come,
I don't want you to come,
You said you wouldn't come ...