ნუ თუ სადღაც აქ ქარი შენი ლურ¬ჯი თვალები...
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зы: из слов, говорят, можно получить приблизительно следующее:

Once in the street
the known wind
brought me the smell of hairs

The smell of hairs
which was so known and so diverse...

I can't belive if here are somewhere
Your blue eyes through the wind,
I would give everything to touch them only once

I'm roaming again and again
The known wind convoys me
I'm thinking about you
and about your hair, which likes an ocean