Текст песни АНАСТАСИЯ СТАЦЕНКО - В небе беркут -- свободная птица

In the sky, the golden eagle - a free bird
In the sky, the sun over the steppe feather grass
And I want to bow to the ground in the zone
The land on which I happened to be born
And I want to bow to the ground in the zone
The land on which I happened to be born
Swirls of time in black years
In the snow-covered steppe persecuted peoples
Behind the humiliation, the pain of loss and fear
They are hungry, frozen warmed Kazakhs
And shared the last shirt and shelter
Izbolevshie souls treated them wise words
We prayed to Jesus, and prayed to Allah
For good heart Kazakh steppe
You boundless steppe became our homeland
You are generous to their children the land of Kazakhstan
You gave the mare a healthful drink
Without you I can not sing without you I can not live
Kөkte bүrkіt - Erkin құsy
Kөkte kun tұy dalanyң
Aқmeken zherіme bass igі-ay keledі
Tugan өlke tәttі Eken
In the sky, the golden eagle - a free bird
In the sky above the steppe sun spinning
And I want to bow to the ground in the zone
The land on which I happened to be born
And I want to bow to the ground in the zone
The land on which I happened to be born
The land on which I happened to be born