Category: Translations from Uzbek poetry
Navoi’s ghazals translated by Aidakhon Bumatova
For my lovely cypress in the garden blithe seeing I long, For her eternal youth and on her bud smile seeing I long. Since her ill being is nothing but hundred pains to my soul, For soul it’s, not for[…]
‘Navoi’s Blooming Garden’ by Tursunoy Sodiqova
2000-йиллар бошида Турсуной опанинг “Ўғлим сенга айтаман…” рисоласини инглизчага таржима қилганман. Аёллар масаласи билан шуғулланадиган бир халқаро нодавлат ташкилоти бошқа лойиҳалар қаторида бу рисолани ҳам АҚШга олиб кетган, бу борада ўз билгича тақдимотлар қилган эди. Сафардан қайтгач, ўша ташкилот раҳбари[…]
Alisher Navoi (Bu gulshan ichra…)
There is no way to root In this world forever, To leave a good repute – Great piece of luck, however. (Bu gulshan ichra chu yo’qdir baqo guliga sabot. Ajab saodat erur chiqsa yaxshilik bila ot)
Farhod and Shirin by Alisher Navoi
Farhod and Shirin by Alisher Navoi An artist decorating Chinese silk fabrics embroidered patterns as follows: The breathtaking landscapes of China held such beauty that even those intricately embroidered patterns created by Chinese craftsmen gave into jealousy, even the paradisal[…]
Translation of a new ghazal by Alisher Navoi
It’s not wind that smells of musk, it’s Leila who unbound hair, Not red tulips on the mount, it’s Mejnun’s blood in despair. On one side – me, on the other – my beloved in lilac’s mirror, We reflected[…]
A quatrain by Sanobar Mehmonova
Dear Friends, please meet Sanobar Mehmonova, an Uzbek poetess. *** We are partite, but the wails of our hearts unite, In the divine vision our facial parts unite, On the earth I could not find you and sigh heavily Hope[…]
Scene of Morning (A collection of Erkin Vohidov’s poems)
My translations included in the book.
BEHZOD FAZLIDDIN
Dear Friends, Please meet Behzod Fazliddin, a wonderful Uzbek poet. Alas, you can’t do anything, my friend, None cares of your injured heart’s wail. The oppressed you land a helping hand – Love their hangman, forget about ail… God’s creatures[…]
Туғилган кунингиз муборак бўлсин, Зебо опа!
Happy birthday to Uzbek poetess ZEBO MIRZO! *** 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[…]