26 April

Tukai Day at ISK

Oh, beloved native language
Oh, enchanting mother tongue!
You enabled my search for knowledge
Of the world, since I was young

As a child, when I was sleepless
Mother sung me lullabies
And my granma told me stories
Through the night, to shut my eyes

Oh, my tongue! You have been always
My support in grief and joy
Understood and cherished fondly
Since I was a little boy

In my tongue, I learned with patience
To express my faith and say:
"Oh, Creator! Bless my parents
Take, Allah, my sins away!"
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