O Zerafshan!

O Zerafshan!

O Zerafshan, river of gold,

Whose waters once in legends told,

Departed lands in drought's embrace,

Leaving sands of golden trace.

Heroes ventured, brave and true,

To bring thy waters back anew.

With faith and hope, they sought thy course,

Restoring life with mighty force.

Now here we stand within thy wood,

Where lessons linger, understood.

Guide us through this shifting glade,

Where memories and dreams cascade.

O Zerafshan, thy mystic flow,

Unveil the truths we seek to know.

Through golden light and shadowed past,

Lead us to our fate at last.