Текст песни Саният Рамазонова - Платочек

This song sometimes sounds in my head. Fifteen years ago, in the summer, my brother and I made a film about my Grandmother. On the recording, she danced a lezginka to this Lak song. I searched for the song for many days, phoned all the friends of the Laks, and now, at five o'clock on the twenty-first of November morning, fifteen years later, I see my childhood.