By: Inimjonova Dildora Rustam
The majestic mountains are my pride,
My consciousness flows like clear waters.*
Every blade of grass is a remedy for a thousand sorrows,
The abode of the brave is my Zomin.
The pure air carries a thousand melodies,
In the gardens, the songs of birds echo.
No matter how much I praise, it never seems enough
You are like a pearl, my Zomin.
You are my own from every land,
You are my mother, I am your daughter.
Be an everlasting mark, I will be your trace,
My pride and honor is you, Zomin.
Zomin is a sanctuary, a tale in every tongue,
Among the people, you bloom like a garden.
I was born and grew up in this land,
Forever you live, my Mother Zomin.
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