Ota Uyning Ostonasi [English translation]

The girls are dark-browd beauties, when they grow up

The girls are like a stone launched from a sling

Or are the girls tears in the relatives' eyes ?

The people say that all this is a wonder of the destiny

Now farewell, the threshold of the father's house

Now farewell, the threshold of the mother's house

Would be easy to grow up a flower from a sprout

Run on the roads to walk around it

How will be now to cut it off from the heart ?

Her room remains, but nothing happens in it anymore

Now farewell, the threshold of the father's house

Now farewell, the threshold of the mother's house

Now, they will not take care of her and cherish her anymore,

They will not sit down, inquiring about her, for the pleasure of their hearts

In their hearts there is a voice saying "let her be happy"

The palace of the childhood and the naughtiness

Now farewell, the threshold of the father's house

Now farewell, the threshold of the mother's house

The daughter is leaving from the inner of the heart, breaking it

Only the toys remain, with which she was playing

Bless, home, your lovely girl

It seems that this is the girl's destiny

Now farewell, the threshold of the father's house

Now farewell, the threshold of the mother's house

In the sky, the moon has become full

Our daughter has become a wife

Over there, where she is going, let her be a princess

Let the husband and the wife be happy together