You are the sublime land of your hands and hearts
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You are the sublime land of your hands and hearts
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Sweet soul, you are an eternal spring of Azerbaijan
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My paradise is Karabakh, my adornment is Karabakh
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Songs are a flower, you are a love story
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My paradise is Karabakh, my adornment is Karabakh
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Songs are a flower, you are a love story
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Birds fly, flowers open in their blue arms
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Birds fly, flowers open in their blue arms
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Wherever you look, you will enjoy the cool spring of Jesus
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My paradise is Karabakh, my adornment is Karabakh
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Songs are a flower, you are a love story
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My paradise is Karabakh, my adornment is Karabakh
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Songs are a flower, you are a love story
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Beautiful Shusha, a spectacle
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Summer days are cool
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Race straight, separate day
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It is a mirror of the past
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My paradise is Karabakh
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My adornment is Karabakh
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The songs are beautiful
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You are a love story
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You are the land of Azerbaijan!
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My heavenly Karabakh!
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Beautiful Shusha, a spectacle, cool summer days
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The plain is a mirror of the past
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My paradise is Karabakh, my adornment is Karabakh
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Songs are a flower, you are a love story
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My paradise is Karabakh, my adornment is Karabakh
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Songs are a flower, you are a love story
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My paradise is Karabakh, my adornment is Karabakh
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Songs are a flower, you are a love story
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My paradise is Karabakh, my adornment is Karabakh
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Songs are a flower, you are a love story |