Three Water-Sources
The sun is still burning and scorching the sand
The last drop of water for our caravan
No trace in the desert to show you the way
Who knows if well get to the three wells today?
Uchkuduk, give us shelter
From the heat of the sun as we swelter
Through the desert to draw from your brooks
Uchkuduk
I see in the distance a shape in the haze
A tree of a trembling mysterious glaze
Its withered or maybe it is blooming and lush
Is that the oasis or just a mirage?
Uchkuduk, give us shelter
From the heat of the sun as we swelter
Through the desert to draw from your brooks
Uchkuduk
And you can inquire of any old man
How this wondrous city emerged in the sands
And many still gather around the three wells
Now, refuge for travelers, I am under your spell
Uchkuduk, give us shelter
From the heat of the sun as we swelter
Through the desert to draw from your brooks
Uchkuduk
перевод песни: Boris Anisimov