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Jahangir Atajonov - Lolamsan
My face is red,
You are the universe in me.
My flower at eighteen,
You are a spring tulip.
Summer passed, autumn passed,
Winters passed from my soul.
The ball has passed, the salt has passed,
You never left my mind.
Lola, lola, you are my lola,
You are the universe in me.
You are the moan in my throat
You are a tulip in my arms.
Lola, lola, you are my lola,
You are the universe in me.
You are rich in love,
You are an eclipsed moon.
A bud is a leaf
It's the spring season in Mandaki.
More than myself
I really believed you.
You are the eclipsed moon,
You are unexpectedly jealous.
You are rich in love,
You are my love full of love.
Lola, lola, you are my lola,
You are the universe in me.
You are rich in love,
You are spring, you are tulip.
Lola, lola, you are my lola,
You are the universe in me.
You are the eclipsed moon,
You are unexpectedly jealous.
My face is red,
You are the universe in me.
My flower at eighteen,
You are a spring tulip.
Summer passed, autumn passed,
Winters passed from my soul.
The ball has passed, the salt has passed,
You never left my mind.