I sing my country

Love for the motherland does not choose a place, space and time. The homeland can be in glaciers, deserts, changelings. This feeling comes to an end when a person is born and dies. And love for the motherland is absorbed into the soul with breast milk. People who cherish and praise the motherland in this way are always found among us. One of these is the young creator Mahzuna Habibova. In her collection of poetry, “I sing my country”, you believe how strong her love is for the motherland. We believe that you will like this book, which contains poems on different topics!