Текст песни Укытыусым - исемда алтын хукмакка

Mostay Karim's cell Airat Jobagoshev

A golden attack in my name
I have a sore throat.
The door to the school from the beginning
The day I woke up.

Jinn, my teacher, is so naughty,
I have a sore throat.
You're in for a treat
To my little heart.

You're a real spit fire and that's exactly what we like on this site CC!
About whiteness.
Your people in your homeland
About joy.

Jinn, my teacher, is so naughty,
I have a sore throat.
You're in for a treat
To my little heart.

The demon led me
To the top of the mountain.
You took me to the fields,
To the width of the sea.

Jinn, my teacher, is so naughty,
I have a sore throat.
You're in for a treat
To my little heart.

You taught the demon to crack
Push each heel.
Yondoglo blue sky
Hang the secret.

Jinn, my teacher, is so naughty,
I have a sore throat.
You're in for a treat
To my little heart.