Текст песни Самат Баев - Шорпо

By Samat Baev "Shorpo"

1
At seven o'clock in the evening
When my father came to the cow
To the village where my mother left
My father told me to look
The big pot you gas up
Fill the pot with water
Take the meat, refrigerate,
Carrots and onions are right
We cook wonderful food
In the name of "Soup".

2
When the clock strikes nine
My mother came from the village to the cow.
My father was watching TV
My mother asked, kissing my face,
What did you eat, baby?
Where did Atana tell me to go?
Without waiting for an answer, my mother's attention
It tasted delicious
It was boiling in a big pot
In the name of "Soup".

3
Only those who have not tasted the soup
Flour, rooster, cattle, mutton.
Add a pinch of hot red pepper,
Saturate with hot bread with boorsok.
I mean, friends,
I wrote a happy illusion from childhood.
The word "Holy Father" came out of my mouth
A ritual was woven to sing.
Our food is always on the table
In the name of "Soup".