Текст песни Folk band bani - balada

I look at a beautiful Chechen dawn
And as if the sun was racking his fan.
Purchased towers
And serves a local Dagestan.
My heart stole a kitchen girl
And my soul also reaches her.
I will not stop neither the rocks nor the mountains
Tonight I am going to Mitchkho,
I'm banging you (Vertac)
And slip through the big snow.
You put your head on my shoulder,
And I will warm your cold hands.
If anyone will catch us up,
Then let it be what is destined.
I always loved you
And I have never been a coward.
When in my eyes will be fog,
I give my soul to God,
Body homeland
And the heart will always fight in the brush (i.e. in Pankisi).

My homeland my mourning will be
The heart will knock back to brush again, do yes
Pounding will be brush, wrapping yes