Dyngyldai by Alash Ensemble
Riding the sky-coloured grey, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj This bold fellow that prances, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj This wild fellow that thrusts to man, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj Its buck-headed stirrup, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj
What to do about me and him, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj One cannot change, cannot replace him, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj But if it is the flint and knife, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj Those one could change and replace, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj
What to do about me and you, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj One cannot replace, cannot repair you, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj But if it is the buck-skin blanket, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj That one could replace and repair, oh dyŋgyl, dyŋgyldaj