Текст песни Гюлли Чохели - По вечерам

From K / f & quot; tomorrow & quot; (1964)
muses. M.Tariverdieva
N. Dobronravov words

In the evenings dancing every window ...
in the evening of each window
zigzags wildly dancing people,
trying to save their fragile happiness
for fragile as ice glass.
Later, when the dark blue night
go home, hunched
the wind played with a bow antennas
violins slumbering streets.
In the evenings darken screens in the halls,
And they sing about the fate of the wires,
short as a telegram.
In the evenings, we remain vtroёm-
you, me and the city.
But even you, in your arms,
in your arms I do alone.
Look, I'm always alone.