From distant, from centuries, To you from the Balkan shores. From distant, from centuries, To us from the Balkan shores. This dance Kusht Depdi, Came to us, lit the fires. This dance Kusht Depdi, Came to us, lit the fires. Gyjak - played sweetly, And the hour of fun has come. Strings magical, wonderful sound, All bewitched around. Gyjak - played sweetly, And happy hour has come. Strings magical, wonderful sound, All bewitched around. Blossom my country Here I was born and raised Ashgabat Ahal Maridjan Dashoguz Lebap and the Balkans We all live in one family, Jan Vatan Turkmenistan Lights are lit, Like a starfall they are, Have fun, dance and sing, Wedding is a merry one. How beautiful, look. Sing with us, dance and you. I know this dance. Every family loves. And the circle is wider, wider. Up and down hand movements, And the circle is wider and wider. There are many friends and girlfriends here. Nobody gets tired here, This is how our people dance, And even grandmothers get up, And dance, and sing. The sun is shining, a big ball Above my native country I am delighted with you, my Jan Turkmenistan The sun is shining over me Above my native country You are my home, you are my vatan Yasha jan Turkmenistan!