Текст и перевод песни Radius 21 - Feride

Feride

Oh bu farishta - Feride esiz
Orzulari cheksiz bo'lgan qishloqdan go'zal bu qiz
Istardi boylik "модельный" biznes
O'tdi tunlar uyqusiz kutardi sabrsiz
Sanalardi har bir kun to'planardi pul
Yuzida go'zal tabassum ko'zlarida nur
Xayolida fotosessiya paparatssi jurnal
Fashion podium atrofida shahzodalar
Qachon tugaydi maktab savol qaytadan berilib
Ezmalandi har soat yurak ketdi-ku ezilib
U rostdan ham go'zal edi qomati kelishgan
Nozik bo'lgan barmoqlarin nafis uzuklar bezagan
Ko'm-ko'k ko'zlar oh go'zal bu manzara
Maftun qilardi odamni sezilardi istara
Chet elda yuragi uni kutardi provinsiya
So'ng Moskva Amerika hattoki Gretsiya
Bir tarafdan qo'rqib hayotdagi prinsiplar
Aldab ketishsachi agar chet eldagi yigitlar?
O'ylandi kutdi rejalar tuzdi uzoq
Chetda bo'lsam derdi yanada tezroq
Yurakka dalda berdi vaqti ham kelgan edi
U yerda yashash uchun besh yuz dollari bor edi
Shpilka tufli kofta mini yubochka
Ozgina kosmetika kichkina sumochka
Onasi duo qildi ostona hatlab o'tdi
Samolyot tezlik bilan manziliga kelib qo'ndi
Fashion moda byuro qolmadi agentlik
Topilmadi hech bir joy topilgani - besh tiyinlik
Oradan bir oy o'tdi ko'rinmadi ish tagi
Uni qutqarib qoldi xaloskor Volkswagenda
Osmondagi va'dalar yoqimli xushomad
Gullar pul restoran so'ng haqorat
Xiyonat qildi xo'sh bu katta shahar
Odamning xatolari balkim yaxshi hayotga boshlar?!
Keyin ikkinchi so'ngra uchinchi - bir amaki boy
Uni sevib qoldi!
Rejalar bisyor edi Rio de Janeyro Rim
Ajoyib roman edi xuddi "happy end"lik film
Mashina dacha to'yni rejalashtirdi
Bilsa firibgar ekan qamalib ketdi
Yana bir bankir - undan keyingi manzil
Ishda kirim faqat hamma gaplari hazil
Tug'ilgan kunim dedi yolg'iz qoldirma meni
Do'stlarim ham bor dedi
Feride rozi bo'ldi
Tug'ilgan kun chetda bir dacha
Yo'li ham shahardan anchagina uzoqda joylashgan ekan
Bayramni nishonlashdi bankir yo'q
Feride uni izlab do'stlaridan eshitdi quyidagicha gap:
"U seni qimorda yutqazib qo'ydi
Asaloy ranjima shunaqasi ham bo'ladi"
Ko'pligidan chalkashib ketdi
Xato barbod ordan judo sado nido eshitmadi Xudo
Shpilka singan yirtilib ketgan yubochka
Bo'yalgan kosmetika pulga to'lgan sumochka
Feride darrov qochib pullarni ilib
Shahar tomon yo'lda ketayotib birdan o'ylanib:
"Pul uchun qimmat tasqara mayli" deya o'zidan rozi
Qolmadi ko'zida olmosi nozi qolgandi ozi
Pul uchun sabr edi sabr uchun pul edi - hayotimiz qonuni
Bilinmay bir yil o'tdi uyiga olindi bilet
Jonga tekkan bu hayot ortida qolardi chet
Yillar to'plangan ko'z yoshlar to'kilib ketdi-ku
Nahot orzu qilingan hayot aynan shu?
Oh bu farishta - Feride esiz
Orzulari cheksiz bo'lgan qishloqdan go'zal bu qiz
O'ylandi kutdi rejalar tuzdi uzoq
Chetda bo'lsam derdi sodda qiz tezroq

Feride

Oh, this angel - Feride is her name,
A beautiful girl from the village with endless dreams.
She desired wealth, the "modeling" business,
Spent sleepless nights, waiting impatiently.
Counting every day, saving money,
With a beautiful smile on her face and light in her eyes.
In her imagination, photoshoots, paparazzi, magazines,
Fashion podiums surrounded by princes.
When will school end, the question repeated,
Every hour was torment, her heart was breaking.
She was truly beautiful, with a graceful figure,
Her delicate fingers adorned with elegant rings.
Deep blue eyes, oh, what a beautiful sight,
Captivating people, her desires were noticeable.
Her heart yearned for foreign lands, leaving the province behind,
Then Moscow, America, even Greece.
On one hand, fearing life's principles,
What if the foreign guys deceive her?
She thought, waited, made plans for a long time,
Wishing to be abroad sooner.
She encouraged her heart, the time had come,
She had five hundred dollars to live there.
Stiletto shoes, blouse, mini skirt,
A bit of makeup, a small handbag.
Her mother gave her blessings, she crossed the threshold,
The plane quickly landed at its destination.
Fashion, modeling agencies, she searched everywhere,
Couldn't find anything decent, only worthless offers.
A month passed, no sign of work,
A savior in a Volkswagen rescued her.
Promises from the sky, sweet flattery,
Flowers, money, restaurants, then insults.
The big city betrayed her,
Perhaps mistakes lead to a better life?!
Then the second, then the third - a rich man,
He fell in love with her!
There were many plans, Rio de Janeiro, Rome,
A wonderful romance, like a movie with a "happy ending".
He planned a car, a house, a wedding,
If only she knew he was a fraud, he got arrested.
Another banker - the next destination,
Income at work, all his words were jokes.
He said, "It's my birthday, don't leave me alone,"
He said, "I have friends too."
Feride agreed.
Birthday at a dacha far away,
The road was quite far from the city.
They celebrated the holiday, the banker was missing,
Feride, searching for him, heard the following from his friends:
"He lost you in a gamble,
Honey, don't be upset, things like that happen."
She was confused by the multitude,
Mistakes, ruin, separation, she heard no echo, no sign from God.
Broken stiletto, torn skirt,
Smudged makeup, a purse full of money.
Feride ran away immediately, grabbing the money,
On the road to the city, she suddenly thought:
"Expensive trash for money, fine," she said to herself, satisfied.
No diamonds or grace left in her eyes, only her essence remained.
Patience for money, money for patience - the law of our lives.
A year passed unnoticed, a ticket home was purchased,
This tormenting life would be left behind.
Years of accumulated tears were shed,
Could this be the life she dreamed of?
Oh, this angel - Feride is her name,
A beautiful girl from the village with endless dreams.
She thought, waited, made plans for a long time,
Wishing to be abroad sooner, the naive girl.