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Remember, Kazakhstan, you are great!

Not in the field of battles past

But in the green fields full of wheat.

And forests, gardens free of dust.

I love you deeply, dear land,

Your hills and rivers, sand on strand.

Your songs and dances, lakes and seas,

Your beasts and fish, birds in trees.

Your sunrise is a splendid sight,

Which gives me always such delight!

My Kazakhstan, you are my life!

That is so happy in your wide

And endless, awesome – heaven’s hight

That gives to fertile soil its light.

Beneath the great sun lies my land.

So vast and marvelous and grand!

The spirits of your fathers

Shall start from every blade.

For the steppe was their field of fame

And the steppe was their grave.

My independent Kazakhstan!

So many battles have been won

To make you equal state to others,

Now many countries are like brothers

To you, my dear Motherland!

You are a peaceful land we know,

You said to neutron bomb your “No”!

You are a friend to every state

With president so wise and great!

The glorious flag of Kazakhstan

Will always wave and shine

Like its gleaming blue of heaven

And golden sunshine divine.

We love you, dear Kazakhstan,

Your lakes, and hills, and skies, and rivers,

Your fame and people and your spirit

Your finest future we believe in!