Nozima Gofurova
Hello my mother, my bright world,
Every moment I think of you.
You are beautiful like spring; you are like a flower,
Come, give me a gentle hand.
You worked hard for us every day
You never stopped to make sure our stomachs were full.
You are always the symbol of goodness,
You shine like the sun, my moon in the sky.
You were born in Mecca, my mother Muslima
You said a lot of prayers, my child,
May your every wish come true?
Only you in my mind all the time.
You are the only one in my heart
May your life be free of worries and cares.
You are my trust, my glory,
I am completely happy with you.
Nozima Gofurova
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