Текст песни Калкаман Сарин - Кызым менин

My daughter
Let the sun shine on your face.
My own tulips,
I don't want my flower to be broken.

My daughter
I called your actions sweet grapes.
This is the garden of life,
Eat as much fruit as you want.

My daughter
The product is ruined by thinking about your future.
It turns out that short destinies make up,
The long way of life.

My daughter
You will grow red lips.
This is your father's wish: be like your mother,
Your mother is a straight bride.