Текст и перевод песни Oybek Ahmedov - Man Ko'changdan O'taman
Man Ko'changdan O'taman
I Walked By Your Street
Man
ko′changdan
o'taman
gul
ko′tarib
ham
yo'talib
I
walked
by
your
street
and
kept
glancing
back
at
the
flower
Man
ko'changdan
o′taman,
gul
ko′tarib
ham
yo'talib
I
walked
by
your
street,
kept
glancing
back
at
the
flower
Gar
mani
sevsang
agar
chiqqin
chelakni
ko′tarib
If
you
love
me,
come
out
carrying
the
bucket
Gar
mani
sevsang
agar
chiqqin
chelakni
ko'tarib
If
you
love
me,
come
out
and
carry
the
bucket
Man
ko′changdan
o'taman,
gul
ko′tarib
ham
yo'talib
I
walked
by
your
street
and
kept
glancing
back
at
the
flower
Man
ko'changdan
o′taman,
gul
ko′tarib
ham
yo'talib
I
walked
by
your
street,
kept
glancing
back
at
the
flower
Gar
mani
sevsang
agar,
chiqqin
chelakni
ko′tarib
If
you
love
me,
come
out
and
carry
the
bucket
Gar
mani
sevsang
agar,
chiqqin
chelakni
ko'tarib
If
you
love
me,
come
out
and
carry
the
bucket
Olma
olib
olay
sani,
tillo
va′dalaring
qani?
With
the
apple,
I'll
keep
you;
where
are
your
golden
promises?
Olma
olib
olay
sani,
bergan
va'dalaring
qani?
With
the
apple,
I'll
keep
you;
where
are
your
given
promises?
Bo′ylaringdan
o'rgilay,
bunchalar
kuydirmagin
mani
Your
height
will
make
me
weave;
don't
burn
me
with
those
curls
Bo'ylaringdan
o′rgilay,
bunchalar
kuydirmagin
mani
Your
height
will
make
me
weave;
don't
burn
me
with
those
curls
Olmani
oqi
bilan,
yonida
yaprog′i
bilan
With
the
apple's
juice,
with
the
leaves
beside
it
Olmani
oqi
bilan,
yonida
yaprog'i
bilan
With
the
apple's
juice,
with
the
leaves
beside
it
Mani
yorim
xat
yozadi,
kichkina
barmog′i
bilan
My
love
writes
me
a
letter
with
her
tiny
finger
Mani
yorim
xat
yozadi,
kichkina
barmog'i
bilan
My
love
writes
me
a
letter
with
her
tiny
finger
Voy
Zubayda
mayda-mayda-mayda
Oh
Zubayda,
small-small-small
Voydod
Zubayda
sochlari
mayda-mayda
Oh
Zubayda,
your
hair
is
small-small
Voy
Zubayda
mayda-mayda-mayda
Oh
Zubayda,
small
small-small
Voydod
Zubayda
sochlari
mayda-mayda
Oh
Zubayda,
your
hair
is
small-small
Man
ko′changdan
o'taman
gul
ko′tarib
ham
yo'talib
I
walked
by
your
street
and
kept
glancing
back
at
the
flower
Man
ko'changdan
o′taman
gul
ko′tarib
ham
yo'talib
I
walked
by
your
street,
kept
glancing
back
at
the
flower
Gar
mani
sevsang
agar
chiqqin
chelakni
ko′tarib
If
you
love
me,
come
out
and
carry
the
bucket
Gar
mani
sevsang
agar
chiqqin
chelakni
ko'tarib
If
you
love
me,
come
out
and
carry
the
bucket
Olma
olib
olay
sani,
tillo
va′dalaring
qani?
With
the
apple,
I'll
keep
you;
where
are
your
golden
promises?
Olma
olib
olay
sani,
bergan
va'dalaring
qani?
With
the
apple,
I'll
keep
you;
where
are
your
given
promises?
Bo′ylaringdan
o'rgilay,
bunchalar
kuydirmagin
mani
Your
height
will
make
me
weave;
don't
burn
me
with
those
curls
Bo'ylaringdan
o′rgilay,
bunchalar
kuydirmagin
mani
Your
height
will
make
me
weave;
don't
burn
me
with
those
curls
Olmani
oqi
bilan,
yonida
yaprog′i
bilan
With
the
apple's
juice,
with
the
leaves
beside
it
Olmani
oqi
bilan,
yonida
yaprog'i
bilan
With
the
apple's
juice,
with
the
leaves
beside
it
Mani
yorim
xat
yozadi,
kichkina
barmog′i
bilan
My
love
writes
me
a
letter
with
her
tiny
finger
Mani
yorim
xat
yozadi,
kichkina
barmog'i
bilan
My
love
writes
me
a
letter
with
her
tiny
finger
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Авторы: Oybek Ahmedov
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