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Kazakhstan, our native land

!

We love you very much.

Sea, mountains, the steppe:

It is my Homeland!

How great is my land,

How wide are its expanses -

Lakes, rivers and fields,

Forests, the steppe, and mountains.

Crane, crane, crane!

He flew over a hundred lands.

Flew, and walked,

His wings, and feet got tired,

We asked the crane:

- Where's the best land? -

He answered, flying:

- There's nothing better than your home!