Текст песни Али-баба и 40 разбойников - Старые раны

Allah loves in white turbans
All peaks in the mountains , and we have -
Hundred -ah -ah-ah -rye wounds ...
Ataman eats , drinks chieftain ,
He lives like a sultan , and we have -
Hundred -ah -ah-ah -rye wounds ...
In the morning, get up , cut , kill,
All he gave, and self -
Hundred -ah -ah-ah -rye wounds ...
Sweet dreams , a world without war ,
I can see from here
All weary country.
Who will forgive me ? There is no way -
I shall never enter
In these old temples ...
No family , no children ,
No its roof , we have
Hundred -ah -ah-ah -rye wounds ...
Allah loves in white turbans
Honest people in the cities , and we have -
Hundred -ah -ah-ah -rye wounds ...