| AMBIE DAGEETS |
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Ambee dageets, joor e galee
dosh e dalee, pr-pr-oum. En oom yarune, nustadz lale-e hongoor hongoor en sa room |
Rain drops from under the clouds
Creating bubbles in the form of a breast It seems someone’s beloved is sitting and crying Which is coming from the mountain |
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Aj bagh jure zoolal jurer
vo galees ek jarereets. Galees antsoom hand oo choler yarus et khutmets jureets |
Which runs through the pasture and meadow
She was burning, inspired by your love Even the cold water didn’t help That sound of crying on the mountain |
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Aghcheek koyarun, yegav antsav
varvadz darvadz, ko seerov Ervads jeegyarun, yegav antsav chu hovatsav bagh yurov. |
That clean, clear water
My love could have drunk from that water Your beloved came and went It was affecting her internally |