Mother tongue
I still didn't get my share from life,
I will not stop fighting until I die.
I will write lot of poem looks like,
Who read remember name of my.
If my ancestors spirit support to me,
From every my poem smell of Kazakh left.
If there is a generation,
That truly love nation,
He will take that letter to the future kept.
A good word is remembered for a long time.
The poem is memorized the same way might.
Someone is grumbled,
Someone is kind,
The future will separate black and white.
Until you enter the bosom of the warm earth,
I made the poem my duty as best way yet.
Mother tongue preserves the whole nation,
Nations without a language
are being completely destroyed.
What profit if you don't understand that?
What profit if do you think yourself then?
No one beat you on the front can't,
If you respect your mother tongue.
You are always precious in your homeland,
You can talk and understand each other.
Let's talk only in the mother tongue!
Otherwise easy to get lost with land of father.
Ukraine, Crimea made me thinking,
We are regret if do not understand this.
My mother tongue today is blinking,
I'm still squealing as a sparrow screech.
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