Tears Flow Into the River Ili

Into the darkness of the fading sun

Leading the emptiness of golden sand

When a caravan of the ghosts rumbling around

People try not to see them

The merchants don’t speak out loud the news

The circus members don’t perform trapeze

Only the surface of the water shows

The sorrow of the blessed men

Ah ah ah

Woo woo woo

Ah ah ah

Tears flow into the river Ili

Lu lu lu

Ah ah ah

Woo oo (Xöömii whistle)

Tears flow into the river Ili