If you had seen and heard my shows, which I know, you would have
seen and heard, you
would have known one thing: I like simple people
, ordinary people very much, I
love romance, I
loved simple people, I loved them very
much
, and in the program of the biggest show of the week, I remember that
there were fifty or sixty young girls and boys who were simple and ordinary people, students
, students in school. I
remember in one of the programs where we had an episode of Azeri music and we were dancing together, we
immediately played this music that I am playing for you now,
Alice and I were singing and dancing
and those simple people who were standing behind us were
accompanying and cooperating with us and singing sincerely,
listen to the music, it is a very beautiful music And I also wrote his poem
myself and it is called: "The State of the Night"
, I wish that the state of the day of the sunny days will shake your hand by listening to this music
, days full of hope and days full of construction and happiness,
the night has a different state because you come,
I know the night,
when the night arrives, my beginning is the beginning of you
, the smell of the perfume of my clothes
reaches every moment, my cry reaches the sky
from the joy of meeting you
, how hot it is. And waiting for you is endless and endless, my love is the
moments of joy of flying,
my love is the warm moments of singing,
be with me, always
be with me at the moment of arrival until the heat of the desire to see the
night has a different state because you are coming
, I know the night,
when it arrives, the night is the beginning of you, the
smell of the perfume of my clothes
reaches every moment, my cry reaches the sky
from the joy of meeting you
, how hot it is. And the wait for you is endless and endless,
my love is the
moments of joy of flying,
my love is the warm moments of singing,
be with me, always
be with me at the moment of arrival until the warmth of the joy of seeing
, O all joy, all hope, all the growth of
my pure chest, the place of arrival,
all the form of purity, the dew, all the morning light
when you come, the time to blow
the lights, my love is the moments of joy of flying.
My love is the warm moments of singing
