Турпал Абдулкеримов - За тебя, Анжела - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

My horse, with a crown, with a mane of Ogneva, you bring me home, in my dear Tabor. The beloved, the most beautiful at the tent, at the tent, at the tent ... Angela may burn bonfires from night to dawn. The seven -string ringing of guitars I hear in the distance. How I will come to the camp, I will drink red wine for you, for you, for you ... Angela