mass_a - Muomala - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction mass_a - Muomala




Muomala
Muomala
Hammademasman, o'xshamasman
Sweetheart, forgive me
Emas kiyinmim manda rasman
I'm going to wear gold, solemnly
Ko'trailgan pastdan, tinim bilmasdan
I fell from above, without knowing
Soqqa topsam hichqachon o'zgarmasman
If I'm on the street, I'll never change
Uxlamasdan, oxirgi nafasdan
Without sleeping, until my last breath
Ishdaman kuniboy otdix sanamasdan
I'm a laborer, I don't rest
Shaxmatda farzman, san uchun darsman
In chess, I'm a rook, a lesson for you
Qattan bo'masa ham, odam tanlamasman
Even if it's hard, don't choose people
Qatta soqqala yeah, qatta pochkala yeah (man ushatta)
Big markets yeah, big markets yeah (I'm in the street)
Qatta bonkala yeah, yo'dir romkala yeah (man ushatta)
Big markets yeah, big markets yeah (I'm in the street)
Mahalla o'zbede, mahalla hovlide (man ushatta)
Mahalla street, Mahalla yard (I'm in the street)
Mahalla oilade, man hali to'xtamiman bil albatta
Mahalla family, I'm not stopping yet of course
Yoshlidan mehnatda manda doim to'la dir ish
From a young age, I'm always busy with work
Bo'mas edi hatto ortiqcha vaxtda damolish
I didn't even have time to relax
Endi o'tdi vaxtla kimladandur qarzla olish
Now it's time to borrow from someone
Soqqam gapiradi sani galin keldi eshtish
My mouth is talking, your bride came to hear
Hammademas man boshqacha
My darling, I'm different
Hayotim emas o'rtacha
My life isn't average
Turishim mani o'zgacha
My style is unique
Lekin muomalam mani o'zbecha
But my muomala is my own
Muomalam mani o'zbecha
My muomala is my own
Muomalam mani o'zbecha
My muomala is my own
Muomalam mani o'zbecha
My muomala is my own
Muomalam mani o'zbecha
My muomala is my own
Muomalam manni, hatto sanni
My muomala, even yours
Tortadi ahamiyatini butun olamni
Stresses the importance of the whole world
Bonkalarim mani, ko'ynegim qani
My big markets, where's my shirt
Nazari manda har bir odamni
I have my eye on everyone
Osam qo'lga qog'oz bilan qalamni
I take a pen and paper in my hand
She'riyat bitqazadi mani yaramni
Poetry heals my wounds
Bosaman bajargani mani rejamni
I'm working on my plan
Kutmiman kelishini uchar gilamni
I'm waiting for the flying carpet to come
Hammademasman, to'xtamasman
My darling, I won't stop
Charchash so'zini man bilmasman
I don't know the word tired
Oddiyladanmasman, bola bil rostan
I'm not an ordinary boy, really
Ko'rasan mani odamlani orasidan
You see me among the people
Ko'z ochmasdan, ko'z yummasdan
Without opening or closing my eyes
Ishxona uyyi farqini chunmasman
I don't choose between home and work
Narx navoda hich qanchon talashmasman
I don't haggle over the price of bread
Bilasan qiz topishda qiynalmasman
You know I don't struggle to find a girl
Yoshlidan mehnatda manda doim to'la dir ish
From a young age, I'm always busy with work
Bo'mas edi hatto ortiqcha vaxtda damolish
I didn't even have time to relax
Endi o'tdi vaxtla kimladandur qarzla olish
Now it's time to borrow from someone
Soqqam gapiradi sani galin keldi eshtish
My mouth is talking, your bride came to hear
Hammademas man boshqacha
My darling, I'm different
Hayotim emas o'rtacha
My life isn't average
Turishim mani o'zgacha
My style is unique
Lekin muomalam mani o'zbecha
But my muomala is my own
Muomalam mani o'zbecha
My muomala is my own
Muomalam mani o'zbecha
My muomala is my own
Muomalam mani o'zbecha
My muomala is my own
Muomalam mani o'zbecha
My muomala is my own





Writer(s): Shukhratjon Sandjar Ugli Allayarov


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