Teacher,
mongo.
More.
I am walking on the thorny path of my past
My sorrow, my grief, my anger
My childhood years, I held your hand,
Gulizar
In the garden of dead roses,
a sad rose, Gulizar
Let my face smile once,
my dear mother, Gulizar
In the garden of dead roses,
a sad rose, Gulizar
Let my face smile once,
my dear mother,
Gulizar
My troubles are enough for me,
my days never end,
my nights never end
When I think of my body,
I feel so lonely
In our garden,
our father,
who brews tea,
my sorrow every night
I am in the middle of the world,
among the dead roses
Even though we are far apart,
my mother is in your garden
In the garden of dead roses,
a sad rose, Gulizar
Let my face smile once, my dear mother, Gulizar
