MY COUNTRY 

I was born in a rural village,
 people are friendly. 
 you have high mountains, 
green gardens rich in fruit. 


 When spring comes,
 your heart will be filled 
with flowers and flowers. 
Young children will have fun 
flying kite everywhere. 


The farmer will work hard 
and gather food for you.
a shepherd driving his lambs walks over the mountain and the rock 


  When I was a child, 
you counted the stars at night. 
At night, playing hide-and-seek,
 In the streets where I hid. 


Hot bread in the ovens, Norin, ko'ksomsa, sourdough bread
 young and old with a smile 
 when a guest comes, he waits quickly