Last week, Dimash Qudaibergen once again stopped the clock with the release of «Gashyqtyq» («In Love»), with music and lyrics written by the artist himself.
While global attention often centers on his six-octave vocal range, this track stands as a masterclass in Kazakh lyrical poetry.
Below is a translation of the lyrics to this captivating song.
You breathed a glow into autumn’s somber chill,
A spark of grace where all was dark and still.
I am a captive, bound by every ray —
Your face a sun, though deep your sorrows weigh.
While seeking joy, I found your fire instead,
And walked the path where secret heartaches tread.
Oh, Love! What hollow grief you leave behind!
A helpless soul where shadows are entwined,
An endless vault, a dungeon with no shore.
I toss in fever, pacing on the floor;
I ache for you, I mourn what cannot be,
For there is no cure for this thralldom in me.
Love is the weight that my destiny bears,
A phantom peace built on silent despairs.
You blinded my heart, you ignored every sign—
Was it only ice in that spirit of thine?
You are my fortress, unyielding and high,
The epic unwritten beneath a vast sky,
And I am the writer, whose hand has been bled.
In the surge of this ocean where giants once sped,
On the field where the banners of passion are torn,
I am the warrior, defeated and worn.
