Ән мәтіні
[Куплет 1] Saturday morning, gloves in a row Mara brings water, luis brings a hoe We mark the ground where the young roots go And pass the little green lives along [Қайырма] Dig a place, set it right Hold the sapling, shade it light Hand to hand, the hillside grows Good things start with what we sow [Куплет 2] Someone tells jokes as the buckets go by Mud on our sleeves and sun in the sky A neighbor waves from the path nearby Then rolls up laughing to lend a hand [Қайырма] Dig a place, set it right Hold the sapling, shade it light Hand to hand, the hillside grows Good things start with what we sow [Көпір] Years from now, when the branches spread Cool green shelter above our heads We’ll remember this patch of ground And every friend who gathered round [Final chorus] Dig a place, set it right Hold the sapling, shade it light Hand to hand, the hillside grows Good things start with what we sow [Аутро] Little by little, row by row Roots take hold and the good things grow
