Poetry from Ergash Masharipov

Young Central Asian woman with brown hair pulled behind her back, brown eyes, a white buttoned blouse with a white flower, and a black vest with an emblem on the right.
Ergash Masharipov

I get it when it's full of flowers scent
I can't find a single scent
I can't distinguish my mother
From a thousand tosser

Mercy is a river, my pure-hearted mother
I have only one value
To be alive for my child
Eat our sorrow day and night

He gave me a white wash
Until adulthood
I will see my child's happiness 
Give us a lifetime.