Текст песни Мурат Тхагалегов - Мурат Тхагалегов - За тебя Калым отдам

Good, all splendidly,
 So proud and beautiful!
 What is it:
 There's no sleep or rest!
 All relatives chose,
 Who would you pair:
 Who is handsome and rich,
 If life will be sweeter.

[Ref .:]
 For you will give the bride-price,
 Selling soul to the devil.
 And as if from heaven
 All demon pushes to you.
 For you will give the bride-price,
 Selling soul to the devil
 Let raging in the heart of the blood:
 I need your Love!

Without stones and wealth
 Come to my kingdom!
 And then, may, nevertheless,
 You will understand that expensive!
 Fine silk - a soft,
 And his eyes - emeralds.
 And love - an eternity,
 And so it will be!

[Ref.]

(There Is!)
 Who would put any obstacles -
 For any awards,
 Our happiness burning,
 You and I are separated -
 To the heart, pain-drenched,
 Pull like a magnet,
 And involve the oceans
 Eye loved, desired.