Azerbaijani song about Moscow


About you, Moscow, all my words,
About you my dreams.
Over Moscow burning golden sunset
And the silver ray of the rising moon.

Chorus:
Azerbaijan ah, ah, Azerbaijan,
Mark my words to you, Moscow.

All the republics of the pattern as a color carpet
Oh, Moscow, surrounds you.
My life - your life, my blood - your blood.
All you give, Moscow, loving.

Chorus

Tanks mad move squadrons off.
Hundreds of petrol is gaining strength.
Who watered them all, not sparing their strength.
It is I, Moscow, from Baku, your son.

Chorus

Ah, the good city of Moscow.
1947