Paroles et traduction Radius 21 - Drama

Drama

Mobila qo'limda asta sekin raqamni terdim (Alo)
Uzoq gudokdan keyin javob eshitdim
Jimlik kuyini chalardim bir necha soniya
Bizdan yiroqda edi uzoqda garmoniya
Dialogni men ochdim, u esa davom etdi
Uchrashuv belgiladik, ozgina vaqtlar o'tdi
Tuyg'ular esdan chiqqan, ozgina o'tirdik biz
O'ylanardik ikkimiz, sevgidan qolganmi iz?...
Unda yangicha hayot, o'zgacha bir maniya
Men bilan Toshkent bo'lsa u bilan Ispaniya
Meni ustimda soddagiya mayka, uchi?
Boshidan oyog'igacha Prada, Rolex, Gucci
Seni yaxshi tushunaman men bilan nima ko'rding?
Befoyda she'rlarimmi? Sanoqdagi har bir tiyin
Jaxldagi qichqiriq, sevgi izhor shu halos
Intilib kutganingda olarding doimo oz
U esa boshqa dunyo
Quruq gap gapirmaydi
Jaxlda baqirmaydi
Pulda maydalashmaydi
Men kelardim sovg'asiz, u esa gullar bilan
Sevgim bilan ko'mardim, u esa pullar bilan
Boshingni qotirma, mayli, o'zi shundoq ham ayon
Gaplarim yolg'on bo'lsa men ham qilmasdim bayon
Unda audio to'rtinchi, yonida valyuta ko'pincha
O'tmishni esdan chiqar, mana endi prestij ham
Bir kun kelib ko'rasan, aslida xato qilding
Sevgi pulga sotilmas, muhabbatni xor qilding
Baxt degani pulmikin? Deya ikkilanaman
O'z yo'lingni tanladingku men nima qilaolaman?!
"Yo'q, unda daryo pullar", shivir aytib qo'yasan
"Sevgi qiziqtirmaydi", deya javob berasan
O'ylanib ko'rgin bir bor, haliyam imkoni bor
Sen esa jimlik saqlab birdan solib ketting dod
Yana o'sha isterika, yana o'sha panika
Go'yoki sen farishtayu, men aybdor bariga (A?)
Qo'ldagi mobila sindi, sochilib ketti tekila
Ovozing g'azab bosib yana o'sha eski gap
Ko'zlaringga yosh olib, "Qara e'tiborsiz sen
Hayotda mazmuning yo'q, lazzatsiz hayot" deding (nimaa)
Hali men aybdormanmi boylikka sen o'ch bo'lsang
Seni ko'tarolmayman, "Jim bo'l", ovozing o'chsin...
Tomchilar tushgan ko'zingdan, g'azab tushmagan yuzingdan
Birdan tugadi bu dramma, uyma-uy ketgandi hamma
Aybsiz ikkalamiz, shunchaki turlimiz biz
Senga baxt pulda bo'lsa, menga edi ikkimiz...

Drama

I slowly dialed the number on my phone (Hello)
After a long beep, I heard a response
I played the melody of silence for a few seconds
Harmony was far away from us
I opened the dialogue, and she continued it
We set up a meeting, a little time passed
Feelings had faded, we sat for a short time
We both wondered, is there any trace of love left?...
She had a new life, a different obsession
For me it was Tashkent, for her, Spain
I was simple and naive, what about her?
From head to toe, Prada, Rolex, Gucci
I understand you well, what did you see in me?
My useless poetry? Every penny you counted
Screams in the void, love expressed in this way
When you longed for them, you always got less
But she was from a different world
Doesn't speak empty words
Doesn't scream in pain
Doesn't haggle over money
I came without gifts, but she was with flowers
I buried her with my love, and she with money
Don't be stubborn, fine, it's clear anyway
If my words were false, I would not have spoken them
She has a fourth audio, often with foreign currency
Forget the past, here is prestige now
One day you will see, you made a mistake
Love cannot be bought with money, you despised love
Is happiness really just money? I wonder
You have chosen your path, so what can I do?
"No, she has a river of money," you whisper
"Love doesn't interest me," you reply
Think about it once more, while you still have the chance
But you kept silent and then exploded with anger
The same hysteria again, the same panic
As if you were an angel and I was guilty of everything (A?)
The phone in my hand broke, and the tequila spilled
Your voice choked with anger, repeating the same old words
With tears in your eyes, you said, "Pay no attention to him
His life has no meaning, it's a tasteless life" (what?)
Am I still to blame when you are obsessed with wealth
I can't carry you, "Be quiet," let your voice fade...
Drops fell from your eyes, but anger did not leave your face
Suddenly, this drama ended, everyone went home
We are both innocent, we are just different
If happiness for you is in money, then for me it was in both of us...