Текст песни Жакау - Менин атым Кожа

Jaqaw

This is a smart youth, my brother and neighbor
Listen to mind slowly come close to your brother
There are already paid for me to listen to the poets
Life to me, art is not a bad rate
Mother said: "Light, my son, my dear"
Pride will be on your father said people
Loving aunt melt, you smell the fruit Shalkyma
In the context pleased to be faithful to life brush
Dear aspects of your nation and diniñdi
Stop, you offends other cold
Patient in qıssa withstand sparsely
Explain patiently without losing its style
Intensive attacked if hands
I taught a variety of bolevoydan approaches
Brother every day study conducted worship
Different life never deceived fun under the sun
Behind think anyone offended brother
Big expressed in words than me attractive
In each case, you have to ask trade şartıñdı
Know rate is pleased with the Lord each day