матур жыр (исполнитель: Линара матурыма)
[bad word] lay your weary head on my chest. Night is drawing near and you need the rest. We’ve been watching these leaves fall off the trees all day. We knew they would go when we saw their colors change. But please sleep sound and know there’s nothing to fear now. Ah my love, I’m devoted to you all year round. You’re smiling in your sleep, must be a dream of endless fields of flowers, bright as can be. But when it turns cold there’s not a rose to be seen. They’re oh, so temporary but not me. But please sleep sound and know there’s nothing to fear now. Ah my love, I’m devoted to you all year round.