You're wearing white gold,
You're all like gold Herman,
Republic heat and light,
My Sunny Uzbekistan.
A line of poetry high
Compose an ode and Dastan,
You,the pearl of the Orient,
My Sunny Uzbekistan.
In which to sing the anthem of praise
Your cook various dishes!
You are in the world all the more hospitably,
My Sunny Uzbekistan.
You tread of marching solid
In the great Commonwealth countries,
My independent and proud,
My Sunny Uzbekistan.
Be eternally young and blossoming.
Yes true all your dreams,
Republic with a great future,
My Sunny Uzbekistan!