Mascara of Black Eyebrows In cold snowy weather, on dark evenings On roads wet from rain, Beautiful people, cold looks, Ornaments made for the winter season Or spring is the season of all seasons. A prisoner of black eyebrows on a lonely street, The warmth of those eyes protects from cold. Wind that is in love with you, sings its song to you. This song is for everybody in this world, I am calling all people who love. Love songs and love in the heart Begins from the black hair, Mascara of black eyebrows. Mascara of black eyebrows, Mascara of black eyebrows, You have burnt me, Burnt me like the sun. You have burnt me, Burnt me like the sun. My flower, may you burn and shine. Even if I'm not with you, remember me, Memories remain in the heart, even if love doesn't, Sweet dreams take you far away, I see only you in my black dreams, They scare me and I awaken in the end, I open my eyes and morning begins, Months pass, years pass, black hair turns grey, The more black you are, the more beautiful you are. If I die for you, you must die, too. Love songs and love in the heart Begin from black hair, Mascara of black eyebrows. My flower, may you burn and keep burning, Let your love stay in my heart. You wear fashionable clothes like a model, The boys of the city get crazy. Our nation, our nation, our nation, we, we. The black eyebrows have always been dear to us, Black eyebrows are like railroads. Azeri black eyes are the symbol of our nation, We have many different kinds of eyes, Foreign top models are nothing if compared to them. Love songs and love in the heart, Mascara of black eyebrows. Mascara of black eyes, Mascara of black eyes, You have burnt me, Burnt me like the sun. You have burnt me, Burnt me like the sun. My flower, may you burn and burn, You are all black, you're black paint You are all around, black eyebrow world. She is all black, her eyes and eyebrows are black, Her blood is black, "Gara Garayev" will remain, too. Black night and her dreams are blackest of blacks Even if your eyes are black, your heart is pure The entire world is black and dear to her. She is not a black person, she is an Azeri beauty She is the beauty of all Azeri beauties. Love songs and love in the heart Begin from black hair, Mascara of black eyebrows. _____ From the CD: "Leyla va Dayirman" Produced by VVS, 2000 Store - Music: CD of Leyla va Dayirman group Translated into English by Farida Aghayeva Put in the Web by Farida Sadikhova Back to Music Index Home | About Azeri | Learn Azeri | Arabic Script | Contact us © Azerbaijan International. Copyright 2001. All rights reserved.