Navoiy’s Lamentation
It’s all good
That you still remember me
I am so grateful
I feel humbled…
However,
my world has crumbled…
Without translators,
Honest initiators,
Literary agents,
project coordinators
And with no desire
to open up
For exchange and cooperation
For learning foreign languages
For teamwork and interaction
With no single
International poetry festival
Or writer’s residency
Or UNESCO City of Literature
In the rich historic country
With only big jealousy
Are you going
to promote me worldwide?
Oh my, please don’t turn white…
When will you build
An International House of Creativity
In Tashkent, Namangan and Khiva?
Why don’t you establish
Navoiy Institute
In London, New York and Lima?
Will you continue
to ask permission
from the president
for all of these
and wait for more several hundred years?
Or will you listen to me and master
How to work faster
With no spiritual disaster?
I’m sorry…
I feel humbled
It looks like
Onto the Truth I stumbled…
It’s all good
That you still remember me
I am so grateful
But my soul is painful,
Cause you are still dependent,
Literature and Art
Will be successful only
When they are independent.
I request you
please remember
Not me, but my wise words:
“Do not deceive yourselves!
Do not deceive yourselves!”
The promoters of my works,
My dedicated guards!
In any case –
THANK YOU!!!
