Lyrics Зиннур - Чык син атым...

Come out, my horse,
Don't go for less that your full potential.
Are you done?
If i go out
I am not one of them
I would return from the field on foot
Just a weight off the highway
Horse One horse
The sound of a hoof coming to a halt
He pauses in surprise
Surprisingly, on the way
A flood of cars

On the way, get out of here
To the green grass.
Only grief is on the way.
Behind the barbed wire
I came this way and I'm here
The only part I didn't enjoy was the weeding and cultivating
Each of these paths is opposite.
Looking down the road, I meditate and look for an answer
The curse of the stone mine