Текст песни Арсен Абдуллаев - Промокший рай

1st:
It was delayed rains
Showered me
Drops.

I locked up again -
In your heavenly eyes
Swim.

Let your palm,
Do not caress me -
Must wait.

In the labyrinths of love
He lost again -
It should be there so.

Chorus:

Neither the gray clouds,
And in the fires of hell
We do not tie the shower.

And in the gardens of paradise,
And in gloomy steppes
Do not sing serenades.

In your tender lips
Do not let my mouth -
I can handle.

No love found,
Exhausted, fell
Again she hid.

2nd:
The newly leaked rain
And razlёgsya fog
On the steppes.

And wilted flowers
The wonderfully-paradise gardens
On the branches.

Bird called Sirin
Brings sadness
Paradise.

All our Irij wilted
And not for us, this morning,
Paradise skuyut.

Chorus:

Neither the gray clouds,
And in the fires of hell
We do not tie the shower.

And in the gardens of paradise,
And in gloomy steppes
Do not sing serenades.

In your tender lips
Do not let my mouth -
I can handle.

The newly found love,
Exhausted, she fell.
She hid.