The poems of our Beloved Leader Saparmyrat Türkmenbaºy the Great 


May your soul be as noble as the standard!

Be grand and noble, set your sights at grand targets,

May your soul be as noble as the standard!

Wave goodbye to the old-age sorrows,

May your soul be as noble as the standard!

 

The hopeless look healthy but they’re not,

The spiritually high have double the blessings

Don’t drown in indecision,

May your soul be as noble as the standard!

 

An upright man will never be down even if his work 
   does not go well,

He will have no grief in his high place,

His dreams ebullient, his mind joyous,

May your soul be as noble as the standard!

 

Be high in spirit, as your people always are,

Being a low Türkmen is a shame on you,

Allah loves generous souls,

May your soul be as noble as the standard!

(300-nji sah.)