History is your ancestors and grand children

And grandfathers, father, children and nation.

Entering the most fortified palaces with your horse,

You are the Türkmen with strong and agile arms.

The rich and noble are godly like saints

Your horsetail-standard is always hoisted brightly,

You words are fine, pleasing, and heart is illuminated

You are the Türkmen, with his face and heart smiling

Oguz is your forefather, and Gorkut is your master,

Your memory is the history of the sixty ages.

Your Garagum is your table and treasure,

Your provision is blessed, you are the prosperous Türkmen.