Текст и перевод песни Munisa Rizaeva - Sacramento

Sacramento

Hey, bir yigit bor, ko'chamdan o'tadi asta,
Har safar ko'rganida deydi "bo'ldim xasta".
Yonimga kelib, gapirib hech to'xtamaydi,
Ishona olmasligimni nega tushunmaydi?
Voy, go'yoki ekanman misli oy,
Ta'riflagani doim chiroy,
Holingga qilmagin bo'ldi voy, voy, voy, voy.
Qop-qora, qop-qora, qop-qora qoshimga,
Mani qarashimga bo'lmagin ado.
Yolvora-yolvora kelsa ham qoshimga,
Yoring bo'lishimga bo'lmagin fido.
Dema-dema tanhosan, yagona, bitta,
Qancha-qancha go'zallar bor, ana mingta.
Shulardan bittasini tanla, baxtli bo'l,
So'zlarim yaxshilikka, ketaver yiroqlab.
Voy, go'yoki ekanman misli oy,
Ta'riflagani doim chiroy,
Holingga qilmagin bo'ldi voy, voy, voy, voy.
Qop-qora, qop-qora, qop-qora qoshimga,
Mani qarashimga bo'lmagin ado.
Yolvora-yolvora kelsa ham qoshimga,
Yoring bo'lishimga bo'lmagin fido. (+)

Sacramento

Hey, there's a guy who slowly walks by my street,
Every time he sees me, he says "I've fallen ill".
He comes up to me, talking endlessly,
Why doesn't he understand that I can't believe him?
Oh, as if I'm like the moon,
He always praises my beauty,
Don't torment yourself, oh, oh, oh, oh.
To my dark, dark, dark eyebrows,
Don't suffer for my gaze.
Even if you come begging to me,
Don't sacrifice yourself to be my lover.
Don't say you're lonely, the only one,
There are so many beautiful girls, a thousand of them.
Choose one of them, be happy,
My words are for your own good, go far away.
Oh, as if I'm like the moon,
He always praises my beauty,
Don't torment yourself, oh, oh, oh, oh.
To my dark, dark, dark eyebrows,
Don't suffer for my gaze.
Even if you come begging to me,
Don't sacrifice yourself to be my lover. (+)