Category: Translations from Uzbek poetry

Her promise of coming tonight that cypress-like belle didn’t keep, Looking forward to seeing her till early dawn I couldn’t sleep. I could’ve died of ghastly boredom but the stunner didn’t come, Feeling every moment nervous on my tiptoe I[…]

by Khurshid Davron A speechless person’s scream Has the strongest tone. Imagine, how strong Is the squall of gravestones… The most powerful silence Is not the silence of the eyes, Neither of the stone, nor of the dumb. The most[…]

A man whom I wish speak to, likes not to perceive, There is a man who wishes me, but heart will not receive.

*** Stones are falling, Tears are flowing… … Sew a hood for my heart… The snow perched on my eyelash Wrings my soul, That is awful… … Sew a hood for my heart… Like a slit of my pocket Life[…]

My faith is still the truth, the verity, Looking towards Kaaba I give a speech. Temporal fate can’t wrack me in reality, To eternity my soul will gently reach.   Thank you for respect, for warm emotion, In fact, you[…]

Your Voice Is Happiness that visited my heart the farther away the closer it is in my thoughts it waves in my ear and appears in my eyes my smiles gaze at the mirror your voice puts a line on[…]

Navoi: Tune, ghazal, oh scratch anew my sore, It reminded of ill-fated room once more.   (Guli) I’ve a favor, in a blooming garden, When buds blossom with their look so ardent, Call to mind a bud that passed away,[…]

Farewell Please let me leave you, But not like the rain – The rain will come again. And not like the wind, It’ll come back to find. I’d like to leave you Like amour.   I am in love… A[…]

by Muhammad YUSUF   Oh, my father’s birthplace, My lovely motherland, Let me lay my soul on your shade. Uzbekistan, You are the most benignant, You are so great, For Rome– your clover-field – I cannot trade.