Mussa Aybazov @mussa__aybazov is actively working on new material. In the coming months, he plans to shoot several videos and release several new singles. One of them was released today - the track "Poisonous Rose" appeared on digital platforms. I wrote words and music to it Murat Gochiyaev.
“I’ve wanted to work with him for a long time, I really like his style,” says Moussa, “and after the phrase “poisonous rose” was spinning in my head for a long time, I realized that I wanted a song on this topic. That’s why I called the “roses” expert and asked Murat to write a composition with this name.
He kindly agreed, and when after a while he sent me a demo, it was love from the first note! And I immediately started working on the composition.
But no matter how competently an artist performs this or that song, if he does not feel it, it will never reach the hearts of listeners. And in my humble opinion, I lived it, feeling all the semantic load during the recording. Whether it was possible to convey it or not is, of course, for my audience to judge.”
Lyrics of Mussa Aybazov's song "Poisonous Rose"
You are a poisonous rose
With thorns it hurts too prickly
But you are my weakness
You is my weakness
Spring has come the gardens bloom
Flowers bloom under the clear sun
Captivating with their beauty
And so different
But one rose dries in the garden
The sun does not warm, not my love
It hurts and hurts me with thorns
Apparently she has cooled down
You are my poisonous flower
Whose poison could not drink
What kind of addiction
oh oh oh
You are a poisonous rose
With thorns it hurts too prickly
But you are my weakness
You is my weakness
She reaches for another in her hands
She no longer needs my love
Winter will come cold will come
And the snow will cover her
Winter will pass and spring will come
Happiness will disappear because there is no flower
Blossoms in the garden of another she
And my love has not cooled down
You are my poisonous flower
Whose poison could not drink
What kind of addiction
oh oh oh
You are a poisonous rose
With thorns it hurts too prickly
But you are my weakness
You is my weakness
You are my poisonous flower
Whose poison could not drink
What kind of addiction
oh oh oh
You are a poisonous rose
With thorns it hurts too prickly
But you are my weakness
You is my weakness