He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He doesn't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
Qubanın ağ alması, a gülüm
Yeməyə var alması
Qubanın ağ alması, a gülüm
Yeməyə var alması
Yarım gələnə qalıb
Yaramın sağalması
Sevirəm
Sevirəm, yar
Səni mən, yar
Sevirəm, yar, yar
Səni mən
Sevirəm, yar
Səni mən, yar
Sevirəm, yar, yar
Sevirəm, yar, yar
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
Qubadan alma aldım, a gülüm
Yarıma yola saldım
Qubadan alma aldım, a gülüm
Yarıma yola saldım
Yarım gələnə kimi
Heyva kimi saraldım
Sevirəm
Sevirəm, yar
Səni mən, yar
Sevirəm, yar, yar
Səni mən
Sevirəm, yar
Səni mən, yar
Sevirəm, yar, yar
Sevirəm, yar, yar
Sevirəm, yar, yar