Ärämädä qarama, Qaramada qondiz bar. Qarañği dip kilmi qalma, Ai bulmasa, yoldiz bar.
I will give you all I have, I will give you my soul. I call you my beautiful flower, I call you my soul.
In the elm tree grove there is a beaver. Do not tell me it is too dark, Although there is no moon tonight There are stars in the sky, They will light the way.