Текст песни Айар - Кызыма

White on your face, my daughter,
When I sniff around, my daughter.
You are a gift from God,
You smell like heaven.

My daughter,
From your shining hair, my daughter.
The Creator himself is merciful.
Let me caress your head, my daughter.

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From the pure feeling created, my daughter,
Out of your twinkling eyes, my daughter.
The Creator said to me, "I am."
Send a signal to yourself, girl.

Shall I rub my eyes, my daughter?
A light shone on my heart, my daughter.
My God sustained me,
You laugh a lot and have fun, girl.

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