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Once, I was seven years old, my mama told me
– Birde men jeti jasta edim, anam maǵan aıtty
“Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely”
– “Ózińizge dostar tabyńyz, áıtpese siz jalǵyz qalasyz”
Once, I was seven years old
– Birde men jeti jasta edim
It was a big, big world, but we thought we were bigger
– Bul úlken, úlken álem edi, biraq biz ózimizdi úlkenirek dep oıladyq
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learnin’ quicker
– Bir-birimizdi shegine jetkize otyryp, biz tezirek úırendik
By eleven, smokin’ herb and drinkin’ burnin’ liquor
– On bir jasqa deıin temeki shegetin shópter men kúıdirilgen lıker ishedi
Never rich, so we were out to make that steady figure
– Eshqashan baı bolǵan emespiz, sondyqtan biz bul turaqty fıgýrany jasaǵymyz keldi
Once, I was eleven years old, my daddy told me
– Birde men on bir jasta edim, ákem maǵan aıtty
“Go get yourself a wife or you’ll be lonely”
– “Ózińe áıel al, áıtpese jalǵyz qalasyń”
Once, I was eleven years old
– Birde men on bir jasta edim
I always had that dream like my daddy before me
– Meniń armanym árqashan meniń aldymda ákem sıaqty bolatyn
So I started writin’ songs, I started writin’ stories
– Sondyqtan men án jaza bastadym, áńgimeler jaza bastadym
Something about that glory just always seemed to bore me
– Bul dańqtyń bir nársesi meni árqashan jalyqtyratyn sıaqty
‘Cause only those I really love will ever really know me
– ‘Sebebi meni shynymen jaqsy kóretinder ǵana meni shynymen biletin bolady
Once, I was twenty years old, my story got told
– Birde men jıyrma jasta edim, meniń áńgimem aıtyldy
Before the mornin’ sun, when life was lonely
– Tańerteńgi kúnniń aldynda, ómir jalǵyz bolǵan kezde
Once, I was twenty years old (Lukas Graham!)
– Birde men jıyrma jasta edim (Lýkas Grem!)
I only see my goals, I don’t believe in failure
– Men óz maqsattarymdy ǵana kóremin, sátsizdikke senbeımin
‘Cause I know the smallest voices, they can make it major
– Óıtkeni men eń kishkentaı daýystardy bilemin, olar ony negizgi ete alady
I got my boys with me, at least those in favor
– Men ózimmen birge uldarymdy, eń bolmaǵanda, jaqtastaryn aldym
And if we don’t meet before I leave, I hope I’ll see you later
– Al men keter aldynda kezdespesek, keıin kezdesemiz dep úmittenemin
Once, I was twenty years old, my story got told
– Birde men jıyrma jasta edim, meniń áńgimem aıtyldy
I was writin’ ’bout everything I saw before me
– Men ózimnen buryn kórgenimniń bárin jazdym
Once, I was twenty years old
– Birde men jıyrma jasta edim
Soon, we’ll be thirty years old, our songs have been sold
– Jaqynda otyz jasqa tolamyz, ánderimiz satyldy
We’ve traveled around the world and we’re still roamin’
– Biz búkil álem boıynsha saıahattadyq jáne áli de kezip júrmiz’
Soon, we’ll be thirty years old
– Jaqynda biz otyz jasqa tolamyz
I’m still learnin’ about life, my woman brought children for me
– Men áli kúnge deıin ómir týraly bilemin, áıelim maǵan balalar ákeldi
So I can sing them all my songs and I can tell them stories
– Sondyqtan men olarǵa barlyq ánderimdi aıta alamyn jáne olarǵa áńgimeler aıta alamyn
Most of my boys are with me, some are still out seekin’ glory
– Meniń uldarymnyń kópshiligi menimen birge, keıbireýleri áli kúnge deıin dańq izdeıdi
And some I had to leave behind, my brother, I’m still sorry
– Al keıbireýlerin artta qaldyrýǵa týra keldi, aǵam, áli de ókinemin
Soon, I’ll be sixty years old, my daddy got sixty-one
– Jaqynda men alpys jasqa tolamyn, ákem alpys bir jasqa tolady
Remember life and then your life becomes a better one
– Ómirdi este saqtańyz, sonda sizdiń ómirińiz jaqsarady
I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once
– Men bir ret hat jazǵan kezde er adamdy qatty qýanttym
I hope my children come and visit once or twice a month
– Meniń balalarym aıyna bir-eki ret kelip, qonaqqa keledi dep úmittenemin
Soon, I’ll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold
– Jaqynda men alpys jasqa tolamyn, álem sýyq dep oılaımyn ba
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?
– Álde meni jylytatyn balalarym kóp bola ma?
Soon, I’ll be sixty years old
– Jaqynda men alpys jasqa tolamyn
Soon, I’ll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold
– Jaqynda men alpys jasqa tolamyn, álem sýyq dep oılaımyn ba
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?
– Álde meni jylytatyn balalarym kóp bola ma?
Soon, I’ll be sixty years old
– Jaqynda men alpys jasqa tolamyn
Once, I was seven years old, my mama told me
– Birde men jeti jasta edim, anam maǵan aıtty
“Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely”
– “Ózińizge dostar tabyńyz, áıtpese siz jalǵyz qalasyz”
Once, I was seven years old
– Birde men jeti jasta edim
Once, I was seven years old
– Birde men jeti jasta edim
