Rizamin

"Rizamin" is a song by KeshYou. It represented Alotraxia in the first edition of the Zendari Song Contest where it would finish in 3rd place in the final with a score of 128 points.

Kazakh & Translated Lyrics
Azat elimniñ tarlandarına rıyzamın men, Darxan dalamnıñ arlandarına rıyzamın men. Rıyzamın, rıyzamın, rıyzamın men. Rıyzamın, rıyzamın, rıyzamın men. Rıyzamın, rıyzamın, rıyzamın, rıyzamın Rıyzamın, rıyzamın men, rıyzamın men. Bar janında san arman ruwxı biyik qanday, El bağına jaralğan jigitter narday. Är parızı ötelgen, Kök bayrağın kötergen, Sertterinen taymay. Sınaqtan eş seskenbegen, Uran etken batır babasın. Duşpanğa da des bermegen, Jan ayamay qorğap dalasın. Tulğaları biyik tawdan, Ata jolın ustap qalğan, Juldız bolıp kökte janğan. Azat elimniñ tarlandarına rıyzamın men, Darxan dalamnıñ arlandarına rıyzamın men. Aybarların körgende senim otı sönbes. Rıyzamın men erlerge namıstarın bermes. Ar jolınan jañılmas, erlikteri ğajap. Ol eşkimge bağınbas jüregi azat. Teñ keletin şıñdarmen, Däl osınday uldarmen maqtanadı qazaq. Tulparday bop tañ atırğan, Ulı elde tuwğan ulandar. “Alaşım”, - dep alasurğan, Altın qanat bizdiñ qırandar. Bolmas kezi bağı uşqan, Alda kelgen san jarıstan, Ärqaysısı bir arıstan. Azat elimniñ tarlandarına rıyzamın men, Darxan dalamnıñ arlandarına rıyzamın men. Aybarların körgende senim otı sönbes. Rıyzamın men erlerge namıstarın bermes.

I'm glad with (proud of) the elders of my free people I'm glad with the male wolves of my boundless steppes I'm glad, I'm glad. I'm glad, I'm glad. I'm glad, I'm glad. I'm glad, I'm glad. Every ideal every side, what a great spirit Heroes born into the garden of the land are gigantic Every due paid Raising the blue flag towards the sky They never break their words Never hesitating over challenges Disseminating his brave father Protecting his steppe without caring about his life Their bodies are greater than mountains They follow their ancestors' ways And they become a star and shine in the sky I'm glad with (proud of) the elders of my free people I'm glad with the male wolves of my boundless steppes When you see their majesty, the fire of faith will never die away I'm glad of the men who never give away their dignity They never go astray from the way of honesty, the men are mighty He never depends on anyone, his heart is free In harmony with rumbles The Kazakh is proud of this kind of sons Breaking the dawn with a tremendous zeal Sons whose sons are born into the beloved country Jump forward yelling "My Country!" Our eagles have golden wings They don't even once fly with a string attached They win all the races Each one is a lion I'm glad with (proud of) the elders of my free people I'm glad with the male wolves of my boundless steppes When you see their majesty, the fire of faith will never die away I'm glad of the men who never give away their dignity