Текст песни Хатхур Зу - Тэмдэг

Chorus:
sheremhen bulad tahyeshni
shanhinasa is a dangerous horse.
the wild desert heart.
to have a happy husband.

Song:

The three zula aschen hada gods know
He held a pistol in his hand and looked at Hada Chudkher
The desire to celebrate is a little sleepy
The purpose of the moon is to count the number of stars

зунэгэлжегахангуб али зүүдэлжигахангуб
Beside the innocent swans
Do not pray while you are looking for a place to sleep
The goddess rose to her feet

gansa ami nasan soo gansa bi zanty
In many ways, many people are multitasking
A good person is the best in the party
The other swans begged and begged

The sinner will gain the spoils of this world
What a vicious goddess that is not found
The god of my grief will sing
arag chuloo erkhe hada odol uhedelti

Chorus:
хатухан булад тахыешни
hanhinasa is a dangerous horse.
the hot wilderness.
to be a happy husband.

Dze:

Amana is furious
The brain is bald
There is no great saga when it is different
There are so many types it's hard to say

As long as the loot goes
My thoughts are on sin
Zarminda hanasom orno ulu dutu
Yahab te yahab te yahab te hargym hatu

We will find a way to go to bed
It's hard to walk
Whose ego is it?
Inside the ulo solids

Hatu zamar khutgyn uzurer shender
The heart is pounding
Tobacco is a poisonous young juice
Hatu hargydere bu halga hulo

Chorus:
altankhan sentel tahyeshni
Arjisa is a dangerous horse
aglaghan aglag zurhyeshni
Have a happy husband.

sheremhen bulad tahyeshni
shanhinasa is a dangerous horse.
the wild desert heart.
to have a happy husband.

Translation:

Song:
three lamps burn, god knows,
in the hands of the trunk and the knife, - the devil curses.
expensive price to have a small dream
in our time the values ​​are measured by money and I live by their carefulness

or I associate with the mind or I all dream it:
I am not on the shore of the people who are in the ranks.
the devil does not ask me where I go,
the glory of God raises the mood for me.

with my moral I am the only one in life,
many people crawl in different ways.
bury a good man and tell me how it is without difference
other people are already running on top

to make sins profitable, on this earth they bring profit.
the truth is not nigde, what from the road with God?
my soul is troubled, my word is heard by God.
freedom will come to us only after death.

Dze:

I ate, the skin is still strong
Everything else is still shaved, a heavy moral
Others do not have to become, do not have time to
There are no easy ways here.

The parish is an expense, a human vanity
Sometimes there are thoughts that my sins will not be tolerated
Sometimes these thoughts come, but too rarely
What now that what now that my path is hard.

If only we could choose the direction
That would not have been an extra step
Who was afraid of them to gray hair?
Closed in himself a heavy moral

Dangerous way, like a blade of a knife
It is necessary to walk, the heart beats, pulls
Not smoking a cigarette in the dark red light
Do not break your legs on a heavy road.