Великолепный век - Стихи Ибрагима из 83 серии - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

- Hey, a secret treasure stored in the depths of my soul, a unique pearl lurking at the bottom of a broken heart, a secret wing of a winged bird. Hey, my hope and support, the joy of my eyes and hearts, the meaning of my life. Hey beloved, hey, lady, my love! Speaking of love, I wish to dissolve, merge with you into one. My heart is broken, my wings are broken, but I fly to the vast sea expanses, I see nothing, and I don’t hear anything, I only know that my path towards love. Is this not love causing rain, turns water into a cloud, and a cloud into water, puts the earth with water, helps the life of germinating from seed? Is the crazy merging of land and water together not the merger of two lovers? Hey beloved, hey, lady! As I love you and longing, also water loves and yearls on the ground, does not torture the torture of sunny heat, longs for passionate reunion. If he evaporates and rises to heaven, he knows that the time will come back again, waits impatiently. The wind will blow, lightning flashes, clouds will pay, and water with their only love will reunite again. And the Universe accompanies the reunification of lovers!

The letter of Ibrahim Pasha is Khatija Sultan.