Caspian
The Caspian coast.
The country is far away,
We are left behind, sent on vacation by God.
The sea greeted us with open arms,
Let’s swim, take a long stroke.
Come on, let's go with the current!
The breeze gently caressed our faces.
The sun smiles,
It’s one of those days that passed happily.
Let me swim without worries.
To the Caspian now,
Will I come back? Who knows.
The waves chase each other, sparkling,
The sun's rays glitter on its surface.
“The sea is blue. The sky is paler,”
I will write many poems about this day!
Whoever comes to the ancient Caspian, none will leave,
After coming, a swim is a must, they say.
But to capture its beauty in words,
No matter how strong the language, it’s impossible!
For that, you need a great poet like Abay,
You need a creative passion like the waves.
Mine is just a simple song.
Let the people say:
“Even Aibek went to the sea once!”
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