Текст песни Мейрлан Садырбаев - Я прошу не надо плакать

The wind drives the evil clouds aa
Petals plucking from a rose.
Caressing your hair
Oh, it brings tears to me!

I beg you not to cry
It hurts me myself
Tears stop dripping
On the cheeks of my beloved.

I'll leave for two years
Will you be my favorite
There will be a wonderful pagoda
Will you be my bride

I beg you not to cry
It hurts me myself
Tears stop dripping
On the cheeks of my beloved.

Half a year doesn’t pass
Brought to the soldier’s houses
Early morning at dawn
When there was frying, frying aa

I beg you not to cry
It hurts me myself
Tears stop dripping
On the cheeks of my beloved.

I beg you not to cry
It hurts me myself
Tears stop dripping
On the cheeks of my beloved.