Curse ov Dialect - Uzbeki Westerns lyrics

[Verse 1: August the 2nd] Pack my bags in a canvas satchel Pour some water in a goat skin drink bottle Let's prepare for an overnight journey With little aid from a motor vehicle Just me my friends and i Couple of partners by my sides now I walk the scenic route Through muddy trails wearing dusty desert boots [Verse 1: Atarungi] Horizons broaden as hindrance shortens A voyage of rediscovery envelopes me Previous circumstances rapidly deteriorate to stimulate an awakened occasion Perseverance and self examination alleviates truth From contemplation desolate And barren canyons swell with perspiration No path with heart comes with ease Silver dreams and golden hopes Channel moisture across our planetscopes A gentle shower of rain Replenish like a kiss Precious oasis at magical depths I'll caress your emptiness while reminiscing times I've missed A future's wish