Текст песни Актан Исабаев - Энекем

AKTAN ISABAEV "ENEKEBAY"
0I. Let's not lose sight of that
Mankind bowed his head
Born the same mom
Mother of the weary world
Let's give a wonderful gift
Let's wake up the Ala-Too flower
Happy birthday
Let's always be respectful
The food is plentiful
Many wishes for peace have been expressed
Long live Enekebai
Blessings of the soul
I'll be right back
The flame of creation is from the heart, from pure desire
Mother, accept this ritual

II. If the stormy life is winter
Mother of fire
If the resurrection is a dove
A mother whose wings have been touched
The desire to be life
My wish for peace in the world
The most tender mother's heart
Let's not harvest
It fluttered its wings, made a croaking noise and dropped dead
I keep singing and I don't sleep
Long live Enekebai
Blessings of the soul
I'll be right back
The flame of creation is from the heart, from pure desire
Mother, accept this ritual