There is a song in the 1980s that seems to be from Xinjiang. There is a line in it about playing my donbula. What song is it?

Mayila

Singer: Yin Xiumei

People call me Mayila

Poet Mayila

< p>White teeth and good voice

Singer Mayila

Sing a song when you are happy

Play the Tambula Dombola

Coming and going People are crowding under my roof

Mayila? Mayila? Halalaku

Laila? Raila? Halalaku

< p>Rayila? Lala lala

I am a Vali girl

My name is Mayila

On the four sides of the white handkerchief

Embroidered with roses

Young Kazakh

Everyone envy me, envy me

Whose singing voice can compare with mine

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Mayila? Mayila? Halalaku

Laila? Raila? Halalaku

Lailaaaa?la La Lala

The four sides of the white handkerchief are embroidered with roses

Who can sing a song

Bibi Ma Ila

Young Kazakh

Everyone knows me, knows me

I ran from the distant mountains to my home

Ma Ila? Mayila? Haralaku

Laila? Layla? Haralaku

Laila Yaya? Lala Lala

Mayila? Mayila? Halalaku

Laila? Raila? Halalaku

Laila? Lala Lala

The sun goes down and I still climb up tomorrow morning

Youth Dance

Singer: Luo Dayou

The sun goes down and I still climb up tomorrow morning

The flowers have withered and they will still bloom next year

My youth is gone without a trace

The little bird of my youth is gone and will never come back

The little bird of my youth will never come back

Don’t be like that

Don’t be like that

The little bird of my youth will never come back

The sun will go down and it will still come up tomorrow morning

The flowers have withered and they will still bloom next year

My youth has gone without a trace

My youth The little bird will never come back once it is gone

The little bird of my youth will never come back

Don’t be like that

Don’t be like that

Me The bird of youth never comes back