Джамала 1944 текст песни, слова песни 1944 Джамала
Джамала - 1944
When strangers are coming...
They come to your house.
They kill you all and say,
I'm not guilty not guilty.
Where is your mind?
Humanity cries.
You think you are gods.
But everyone dies.
Don't swallow my soul.
Our souls
Яшлыгъыма тоялмадым (молодостью не насладилась и в спокойствии не жила)
Мен бу ерде яшылмадым
We could build the future
Where people are free
to live and love.
The happiest time.
Our souls.
Яшлыгъыма тоялмадым.
Мен бу ерде яшылмадым.
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