Yulduz Usmanova "Qizil Olma" lyrics

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Qizil Olma

Baland shoxda qizil olma pishgan ekan,Uzib olib qarasam, qurt tushgan ekan.Baland shoxda qizil olma pishgan ekan,Uzib olib qarasam, qurt tushgan ekan.

Men olmani irg‘itvorsam, u dod soldi:«Tashlab ketar ekan meni, nega oldi?»Men olmani irg‘itvorsam, u dod soldi:«Tashlab ketar ekan meni, nega oldi?»

Qizil olma, qizil olma pishgan ekan,Uzib olib karasam, kurt tushgan ekan.Qizil olma, qizil olma pishgan ekan,Bizning boshga shunday savdo tushgan ekan.

Yuragim-ey, seni ne o‘y o‘rtamoqda?Sevgiga yo‘l bo‘lsin bizga bu chorbog‘da.Yuragim-ey, seni ne o‘y o‘rtamoqda?Sevgiga yo‘l bo‘lsin bizga bu chorbog‘da.

Baland shoxda qizil olma pishgan ekan,Uzib olib qarasam, qurt tushgan ekan.Baland shoxda qizil olma pishgan ekan,Bizning boshga shunday savdo tushgan ekan.

Qizil olma, qizil olma, men yengildim,Dunyo yetim deganlarin endi bildim.Qizil olma, qizil olma, men yengildim,Dunyo yetim deganlarin endi bildim.

Baland shoxda qizil olma pishgan ekan,Bizning boshga shunday savdo tushgan ekan.Baland shoxda qizil olma pishgan ekan,Uzib olib qarasam, qurt tushgan ekan...

Red apple

High on a branch there was a red ripe apple,Picked it, looked at it - warm eaten.High on a branch there was a red ripe apple,Picked it, looked at it - warm eaten.

I threw it out, it began to yell:"If she is throwing me out, then what did she take me for?"I threw it out, it began to yell:"If she is throwing me out, then what did she take me for?"

Red apple, red aplle was ripe,Picked it, looked at it - warm eaten.Red apple, red aplle was ripe,What a passion dropped on my* head.

My heart, hey, what thought tortures you?Let the way to our love be in this garden.My heart, hey, what thought tortures you?Let the way to our love be in this garden.

High on a branch there was a red ripe apple,Picked it, looked at it - warm eaten.High on a branch there was a red ripe apple,Picked it, looked at it - warm eaten.

Red apple, red apple, I am beaten,Now I knew what does "the world-orphan" means.Red apple, red apple, I am beaten,Now I knew what does "the world-orphan" means.

High on a branch there was a red ripe apple,What a passion dropped on my* head.High on a branch there was a red ripe apple,Picked it, looked at it - warm eaten.

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