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Moonlike

More beautiful than you, my eyes have never seen .. and more pleasant than you, a woman have not given birth to...
You were created pure of any flaw .. as if, verily, you were created according to your own wish
 
Moonlike .. moonlike .. moonlike is the appearance of our master, the Prophet ..
And beautiful .. and beautiful .. and beautiful is our master, the Prophet, and beautiful
 
Moonlike .. moonlike .. moonlike is the appearance of our master, the Prophet ..
And beautiful .. and beautiful .. and beautiful is our master, the Prophet, and beautiful
 
And the palm of the Chosen One is like a rose, the fresh .. and its scent remains upon the touching of hands
O God .. O God
And the palm of the Chosen One is like a rose, the fresh .. and its scent remains upon the touching of hands
O God .. O God
 
And his kindness encompasses the all of God-serving mankind .. and his kindness encompasses the all of God-serving mankind
And his kindness encompasses the all of God-serving mankind .. the Beloved of God, o best of creation
 
Moonlike .. moonlike .. moonlike is the appearance of our master, the Prophet ..
And beautiful .. and beautiful .. and beautiful is our master, the Prophet, and beautiful
 
And there's no shadow from him, for he is the Light .. and both sun and moon have been taking it from him
O God .. O God
And there's no shadow from him, for he is the Light .. and both sun and moon have been taking it from him
O God .. O God
 
And there's no Guidance, without his presence .. and there's no Guidance, without his presence
And there's no Guidance, without his presence .. and all of the universe is illuminated by the light of Ta-Ha
 
Moonlike .. moonlike .. moonlike is the appearance of our master, the Prophet ..
And beautiful .. and beautiful .. and beautiful is our master, the Prophet, and beautiful
 
Moonlike .. moonlike .. moonlike is the appearance of our master, the Prophet ..
And beautiful .. and beautiful .. and beautiful is our master, the Prophet, and beautiful
 

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To go to go

I should know, I should know
Baby I want to know how much you love me
I don't want to go
But you should know how much I've waited you
I should know, I should know
Baby I want to know how much you love me
Do you remember the promises you used to tell me and now you've broken
 
Where are you now?
When the words of my heart I completely gave them to you
Are you afraid?
Because you've never loved me
 
And që were together.
Where are you now?
I know that...
I can't bring you back
You forget easily
The nights we spent together
 
REF. 2x:
Run run run
To go to go it's not late
Run run run
To go to go I can't
To go it's late
To go to go it's late
To go it's late
To go to go I can't
 
I should know, I should know
Baby I want to know how much you love me
I don't want to go
But you should know how much I've waited you
I should know, I should know
Baby I want to know how much you love me
Do you remember the promises you used to tell me and now you've broken
 
Where are you now?
When the words of my heart I completely gave them to you
Are you afraid?
Because you've never loved me
 
And që were together.
Where are you now?
I know that...
I can't bring you back
You forget easily
The nights we spent together
 
REF. 2x:
Run run run
To go to go it's not late
Run run run
To go to go I can't
To go it's late
To go to go it's late
To go it's late
To go to go I can't
 

Нет больше ничего!

еще бутоном ты сорвал цветок
из-за тебя завяли все надежды
воспоминания все оставь себе
верни мне сердце большего не надо
 
нет больше ничего,
ни страсти ни любви.
нет больше ничего,
тебя нет, даже имени.
 
нет больше ничего,
нет вкуса нет терпения.
нет больше ничего,
меня нет и моей души.
 
не достучусь никак я до тебя.
как не поймешь тебя мне не хватает.
вот вот погибну, ты меня убьешь.
ведь обо мне едва ли вспоминаешь!
 

Forgotten Season

Even now it is in my remembrance
The last night of October
Leaving only words with unknown meaning
We’ve parted our ways
An expression of loneliness of that day
Would that be your truth
Unable to say a word of justification
Must I be forgotten
A season that always returns
Bestows me with a dream…however
A dream that can’t be realized is sorrowful
Brings me to tears
 
Even now it is in my remembrance
The last night of October
Leaving only words with unknown meaning
We’ve parted our ways
An expression of loneliness of that day
Would that be your truth
Unable to say a word of justification
Must I be forgotten
A season that always returns
Bestows me with a dream…however
A dream that can’t be realized is sorrowful
Brings me to tears
 
Brings me to tears
 

Мария

Мне всегда говорили, что нужно быть сильным
Просто выдерживать каждый удар
И я шептал, что я уже не маленький
Я понимаю, я понимаю
 
Мне говорили следи за словами, которые произнесешь
Эта система почти испорчена
И я им говорил, что я не наивный
Я понимаю, я понимаю
 
Я понимаю, верь мне, что происходит
И все же боюсь сказать тебе правду
 
Мария, жизнь – это запутанная история
Все верно, но по пути случаются ошибки
И любовь – единственная возможность нам спастись
 
Мария, ради созданного благополучия к сожалению
Люди становятся дикими зверьми
И любовь – единственная возможность нам спастись
 
Мария, ах Мария
 
Мне говорили, нужно чтобы ты держался за что-то
Чтобы не почувствовать, что они тебя вычеркнули
И я им говорил, эй вы, не волнуйтесь
Я понимаю, я понимаю
 
А потом полюбил со всей страстью души
Но мой ум уже был растворен
Как солдатик, который подает сигнал тревоги
Нужно было везде мне говорить «я понимаю»
 
Мария, жизнь – это запутанная история…