Sain baina uu!

Hi there family and friends! I'm just setting up my internet space in preparation for fieldwork. I'm not exactly sure yet how this space will function...whether it will just be fun updates, days in the life, or grapple a bit more with the trials and tribulations of fieldwork (and of living overseas).

As a fun way to start this blog off, here's a Mongolian folk song and its English translation. Singing is a big part of Mongolian culture and learning the language, and music is pretty accessible to everyone. Enjoy!

Mountain flowers are blown in the breeze
Like thoughts about Densee, of the city Khuree, cross my mind

Refrain: When I think of my dear Densee,
The flavors of good, strong tea lose their taste

We are separated by the blue mountains
But the wind connects us
My beloved Densee
Calls to me as she plays the Shanz

Refrain: When I think of my dear Densee,
The flavors of good, strong tea lose their taste

Though the cold air off the river Tuul
Frosts the sable fur cuffs of my deel
My heart is warmed by love for my Densee

Refrain: When I think of my dear Densee,
The flavors of good, strong tea lose their taste