Happy birthday to Uzbek poetess ZEBO MIRZO!
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I gave the morning breeze
My life as a whole
I gave a beggar then
The last of my penny
I gave the Lord my own
Crazy soul:
The breeze went forward
And gave it to the beggar,
The beggar gathered all
And gave the Lord.
The Lord has given me
To you – mistake,
To whom you have believed me,
Could you afford?
