Текст песни Гавзов Антон - Каракум

Hard drivers are difficult without plan,
Flicker in the eyes of Miragei.
Going a caravan from Iran
And a lot of Anasi is lucky.

Scented plan
How hard to find you.
My caravan
I wish not to get off the way.
There are no water in Kurdjuna,
And the lips all whisper one:
Tell me, for what Barhan
Are we widden to send it?
Oh Karakum,
Be damn your yellow sand. Shaitan-Buran,
Parking sun in the face.

All night a bang, as long as
Guitar is tired of playing.
And only in the most morning
She rang again.

And everyone sing,
Eyes blushed like poppy.
And everyone sing,
And walks the cant in a circle.

And everyone sing,
Eyes blushed like poppy.
And everyone sing,
And walks in a circle of Ishak.