"Where is my sleep, oh god, where is my sleep?

Outside is that sobbing or a guffaw?

That is why the green poplars have remained thus.

That is why I am devoted to just one kind of thought."

Thus begins this almost frenetically paced song based on the words of Kazakh poet Tumanbay Moldagaliev.

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