Alibiy Romanov grew up among stockbreeders in a remote, dusty aul (village) of “Kunbatar”, whose reputation as a street-fighting have earned it the local nickname - Rostov-In-Steppe. He was born in 1962 into a family of eight and a lineage of steppe musicians. Alibiy's parents were ordinary people with many talents who opened the road for him and set him on a great path. From his parents, Alibiy inherited his mother's happy nature and love of music, his father's wisdom, and a strong memory.
Laşın kus iygi kus
Kanatı kıska bolsa ne bolbau ne bolbau
Katar buzıp ol ayvan
Kaz tonterip algan son
Karkırası kişkey bolsa ne bolbau
Ne bolbau
Katar buzıp ol ayvan
Kuv tonterip alganson
Atabın ulı er yigit
Yarlı bolsa ne bolbau
Osesken kun buşpannın
Yarmay otin algan son
Arkaban kaşkan koyanbı
Argımagım ayamay
Kabırgalap etpey oklaman
Basımbı menim korlasa
Kop tuvganım yoklaman yoklaman
Yahşılarban kem korse
Yamanlar man ten korse
Ayagımnan basıma eteklep
Altın kuysa toktaman, toktaman
Falcon bird is a good hunter,
But his wings are short, so what?
He catches up with a flock of geese,
Hunts them down in the air
Only small in size, so what?
Jigit is a father's son
He will fight back any enemy,
Only poor he is, so what?
On hare hunt
I will not mercy my Argamak,
And I will not aim my arrow, far from the hare.
If my brothers don’t need me,
I will never bow my head,
I will not beg, I will not lose my pride
If I'm not good to them,
If I'm even worse,
Even if they pour gold into my feet,
I will not return to them.
21 сен 2024
