When she prays, her supplications reach the skies,
Whatever she finds, she wishes for her child.
My kind-hearted, my tender mother,
I am grateful for your presence, always.
When many worries came into my life,
You always asked Allah for my happiness.
My dearest, my paradise, my mother,
I am grateful for your presence, always.
There may be many dark-eyed ones around me,
And words that sound sweet in pleasant melodies,
But none of them could ever be as close as you,
I am grateful for your presence, always.
There are highs and lows on the paths of destiny,
Sometimes friends pretend not to see when you fall.
Even strangers join in your moments of joy,
But no one could be like you, my mother,
I am grateful for your presence, always.
Look, mother, I am reaching my goal,
I see many prayers of yours being fulfilled.
Even my teacher is pleased with me because of you,
I am grateful for your presence, always.
So many beautiful days are yet to come,
Our leader will call me a “Zulfiya girl.”
Because of you, my life will be beautiful,
I am grateful for your presence, my MOTHER!
Eshmo’minova Sitora