Babas On Their Bench

The Babas are sitting on their bench.
They’re talking about their life.
I pass by and say hi
To the Babas on their bench.
The Babas are drinking their boza.
They always offer me some.
I always say ‘uh, yes."
To the Babas on their bench.
The Babas are laughing up a storm.
About the days of old.
I watch and listen
To the Babas on their bench.
Bridge
Babas are the cooks of the town.
They work the fields all day.
Listen to them and you’ll never go wrong.
The Babas are canning for winter
So we can eat.
So say thanks
To the Babas sitting on their bench.
The Babas are lighting candles.
For all the town’s people
Hoping for a good future
And a good life for all