When I leave life and the world,
If I don’t hold flowers in your hands.
Don’t be offended, take my head.
If I pour out like a spring and donʼt flow back.
Well, don’t remember, don’t be sad,
They say “he is no longer in the world”.
Look up at the sky and smile softly,
Say: “Dreams are enough today.”
If my soul turns into a butterfly
I come to you every day, you know.
Don’t even look at your face
If your daughter forgets like me.
Sabina Adulazizova
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