Shokhrukhbek Ergashev Charchadim Ona ​​(song text)

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The space at the peak of victories
My dear friend is full of gratitude
My happiness is for everyone, my sadness is hidden
I'm tired of fake feelings, Mom

A lot of colored papers in the pocket
I flew like an eagle
One of my words was met by tannoz
I'm tired of insidious people Mother (2x)

I am a wolf from hunting
For us, it is a network of circles
To whom I gave my heart
I'm tired of weak fat Mom (2x)

I understand the meaning of the words benefit
I was cheated on benefits
What I have seen is the conclusion
I'm tired of pain, Mother

I was open to life, though
The sooner the joy ends, the more the trouble
We are made of dust, we will be dust
Alas, I am tired of sorrows, Mother

A lot of colored papers in the pocket
I flew like an eagle
One of my words was met by tannoz
I'm tired of insidious people, Mother

I am a wolf from hunting
For us, it is a network of circles
To whom I gave my heart
I'm tired of weak fat Mom (2x)

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