Lyrics Мерген Куулар - Эжеш чоруур сылдызым

Sick charcoal contribution
You gave it to me, my dear
He came to Haya-dash
You decide
It flies like clouds
I will not lose my temper
Long dune sleep klebes
You're a real spit fire

I have a sore throat
Even if we are hit
You're a real spit fire
There is nothing wrong with that

It's like a swan that has eaten everything
It's a base camp
The squeaks that go and fly
That's all there is to it
Churttalgamga ergim seeds
You will grow like a jackal
En-ne charash mungaralym
My sister-in-law