Текст песни Adam - Гулистан Казахстан

I am a Kazakh, I am a wise man, I know the truth,
My roots are Turkish, my religion is clear, my oral union,
The flame of a man who glorifies the existence of his homeland,
Father's blood in honor of the white milk of mothers

Chorus:
Oh my gosh!
The moon of faith and patience inherited from us,
black moon!
The roots of the moon in the depths of my history
Oh my gosh! O wise men! O wise men! My masters!
From them to the moon!

I have a spear in my hand, I have a pen in my hand
My own lions when Ozgeniki is not tansyk
Sanan is an honest master, my mountains are my steppe birds
Keep up the good work Gulistan Kazakhstan!

Chorus:

There is inspiration in the citizen, there is inspiration in the honest horse,
Grandparents are great, children are great,
The white veil is not dirty, the mothers are happy,
What a Cossack is an independent flag!
Beautiful moon wings golden eyelashes moon eyelids
Darkhandai sang to the righteous steppe!
Chorus:
My homeland! O people of faith!
I wore my umbilical cord to write a letter!
Foggy people! I said goodbye!
All human beings fit in my lap!
My moon! Torim is my moon!
May the land of Yrys be rich in crops!
Oh my gosh! My day is my moon!
My people, I would be a benefactor!