the national theater of folk music songs, golden ring, people's artist of russia, nadezhda kadysheva, ekae on belarus, that's when years have passed, but we are not old, unloving. we are sitting tired, you are happy, and how many colors are there, still fighting, still swearing. and i am no one’s, and you are of swords, the stream flows, the stream holds, and i am no one’s, and you are no one’s, i just remember how we shoveled, we didn’t become rich after all, we fought simply, we all walked in a crowd, now i ask, and you kotui and i. thank you very much, good evening, dear friends, i am very happy, i wish you all health, prosperity, may everything be with us good beautiful, peaceful skies to us all, and low bow to all of you, yes! no one married us in church, our whole soul is on fire, why did you, kazakh, rush off to the steppe? on your black horse, why did you meet me when you gave the horse water, why conquer the heart of a cossack woman with sensitive beauty, and fate, my fate, fate. and my destiny, tell me why, and my destiny, dear friend destiny, i just can’t find the answer, why d