Musayeva Maryam
I searched for words to describe my mother,
O Lord, I am at a loss for words, be quiet.
Imagination pulls to a distant childhood,
Appreciate your mother, don’t let it be a dream.
A brave man who overcomes any obstacle,
He shot himself every time
Parsonage for day and night children
Why are you so good mother!
I can’t find a true friend like you in the world
You light my way like bright night
A dear and lively creature for all,
I have you in my life, my mother, congratulations!
If my eyes are sad, don’t tear your eyes,
Every word you say is precious to me
Don’t compare to the sun, your face shines like the moon,
Maryamkhan’s daughter is sure to have faith in you!
Musayeva Maryam, 1st-year student of the University of Journalism and Mass Communications of Uzbekistan