Love
In your days I shall not be seen,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
In your days I shall not be seen,In the garden I once roamed you will find no trace of me!Without you I shall not weep, without you I shall not laugh,Why are you so merciless, O my gazelle-eyed one?!I drowned in the blood of my grief,My separation is like the sun — I became the east.I became the west that has lost its sun,Why do you not answer, O my gazelle-eyed one?!My mind does not know moments without you,My heart does not know feelings without you,You wronged me — so be it, never mind me —Know the worth of a human being, O my gazelle-eyed one!I want to give you up — what am I to do?!I want to flee from you — what am I to do?But fleeing from myself, where could I go?!Why do you not hear, O my gazelle-eyed one?The days grow dark — for you are not here,The black night grows narrow — for you are not here,The heart asks for you — for you are not here,Send me word of yourself, O my gazelle-eyed one!You never let yourself be caught, just like a gazelle,You have burned my breast like a cry of “Ya Hu”!Did I once drink you like poison?!You have tormented my soul, O my gazelle-eyed one!As long as I live in this world in distress,As long as my ailing cry does not reach you,When I die, my spirit will long to speak to You,Entering into your dreams, O my gazelle-eyed one!Akrom MALIK2023
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