Camel foal


Mother and son have lost each other
runnin' all the way camel mother
for days together
but she lost him forever.
She is running across the dreary desert,
"Oh my son, please come back"
She looks for her progeny crying like that...
Under the sunset beyond the ravine
She is leading her son never again.
In the sunrise on the plain
They're picking leafs from limb never again.
They're striding in standstorm never again,
They're drifting in spring fields never again,
She feeds him with her white milk never again.
"Where are you, my dark-eyed little camel foal?
Please answer my only camel foal"
But her crying never reaches the goal.
Milk is pouring from her swollen dug
is flowing on her long leg all along.
Where are you, my camel foal?
Her crying never reaches the goal.
Milk is pouring from the full dug
White milk is pouring and flowing
on the long leg all along.

Inspired by an old kirghiz song, from Farewell, Gulsary! by Chinghiz Aitmatov.