goodbye, Baku! I will not see you.
Now, in the soul sadness, Now in his heart fear.
My heart is now at hand of the patient and close,
And I feel stronger than a simple word: friend.
goodbye, Baku! Xin Turkic, goodbye!
Hladeet blood, weaker forces.
No make, as happiness, to the grave
And the waves of the Caspian Sea, and Balakhani May.
goodbye, Baku! goodbye, as the song of a simple!
The last time I hug each other ...
To his head, like a rose gold,
I nodded gently in a purple smoke.