Verse 1

Little red-haired girl from Sakhalin,

Sunshine tucked beneath her grin,

Schoolday friend with paint on her sleeve,

Songs and stories she’d always weave.

Verse 2

Dobrin village doctor, steady hand,

Then a children’s eye doctor, treasured across the land,

Seeing every bright new face,

Giving little hearts a clearer place.

Chorus

Happy birthday, golden-hearted one,

May your garden bloom beneath the sun!

Mamochka, babushka, keeper of our home,

You make every place feel less alone.

Raise a glass and sing your name,

Dearest soul, forever bright aflame!