Текст песни Исмагилова Флорида - Марьям йыры

Mary weeps over the white birch
Song by Nur Dautov Words by Mostai Karim

Mary weeps over the white birch.
Tears to the white salt.
Whatever happened, whatever
To this girl who is seventeen?

Mary weeps over the white birch.
What a pain. What are the complaints?
He had just said, "I love you."
Anwar, who is eighteen.

That's all there is to it
Tears welled up in salt,
The girl herself is just like a birch,
Their youth is just as sweet.