Count more pairs of carnations that will not be planted, Karabakh
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The cold winter is over, summer is on the horizon, Karabakh
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Is there beauty in this world, Thai, Karabakh?
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It is impossible to share an inch with the enemy, Karabakh
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Hello, soldier! |
Homeland speaks
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Thank you if you have!
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In a house with a nation, you know that you are a wall
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You are both a son and a father
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You are both a brother and a half
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I knew you would come
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You have been leaving for 30 years
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The brave are going to war
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Goes home for life
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The commander gives the order
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The screaming unit is here
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Babies fleeing in the snow in February '92
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Melt in the ice
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Grow up and turn into a wolf
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The brave are going to war
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"Mill - Either Karabakh or Death" in their ears
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"Kor Zabit", "Okaber - Taboo"
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"Guantanamero", "March"
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"Brave Soldier - Shamistan"
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Sacrifice your life at every moment
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You will be Gulustan
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Enter the mother's eyelids, wet
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I kiss their hands, mother
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Let the rebellion end in your heart
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Let the sun shine
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Let it rain forever
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Your son finished hijran
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He goes home and sees how many people there are
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Count more pairs of carnations that will not be planted, Karabakh
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The cold winter is over, summer is on the horizon, Karabakh
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Is there beauty in this world, Thai, Karabakh?
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It is impossible to share an inch with the enemy, Karabakh
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Count more pairs of carnations that will not be planted, Karabakh
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The cold winter is over, summer is on the horizon, Karabakh
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Is there beauty in this world, Thai, Karabakh?
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It is impossible to share an inch with the enemy, Karabakh
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Forgive the mothers of martyrs the joy of victory
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Rejoice when the spirits hit the enemy's knee
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Every breath we sacrifice to your tears
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We have the key to good, our cage of evil opens
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My conscience won't let me
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Let me call for war from abroad
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It is easy to write songs from warm rooms
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I do not write the love of justice
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"Stop fighting!" |
I say
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From the cold lands of your weapon superior pen
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Volunteer youth on the street
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We have an inflexible army
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This fight wants an end worthy of the name of the fighter
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Well, you were Genghis
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This date started with you
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Nobody says on the front today
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"Come back, what's wrong with you ?!"
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The fight begins, the tables are empty, the conversation ends
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Let's take care of our longing lands
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Open your ears, Karabakh!
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Homeland speaks
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Open the door, Karabakh!
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The children return home
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Count more pairs of carnations that will not be planted, Karabakh
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The cold winter is over, summer is on the horizon, Karabakh
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Is there beauty in this world, Thai, Karabakh?
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It is impossible to share an inch with the enemy, Karabakh
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Count more pairs of carnations that will not be planted, Karabakh
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The cold winter is over, summer is on the horizon, Karabakh
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Is there beauty in this world, Thai, Karabakh?
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It is impossible to share an inch with the enemy, Karabakh |