Чи мини дурын
When city lights melt into the steppe’s embrace,
I stand by the window, tracing time’s lost face.
In your eyes — stars above Elista burned bright,
Now just shadows that haunt the endless night...
Where are you, Kalmyk girl?
Ergeny whispers chant your name.
Do your children know the tales we spun?
Some loves are ghosts when the train’s done...
Your laughter’s echo in the feather grass sways,
A phantom waltz in the dust of forgotten days.
The steppe hums, *“Let her soar, let her fly”,
Yet your voice still cracks the moonlit sky...
«Чи мини дурын… чи мини дурын…
«Чи мини дурын… чи мини дурын…
Чи мини дурын…»
Where are you, Kalmyk girl?
Ergeni’s whispers chant your name...
Where are you, Kalmyk girl?
Ergeni’s whispers chant your name.
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