Life
Do not tell me, “Your friend has sold you out,”
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
Do not tell me, “Your friend has sold you out,”Do not say, “Your own dear one spread slander.”Even if a blade is plunged into this weak body,I will never believe it — do not worry.If I had ever sold out a friend, alas,Then might some intimate of mine sell me out too?!I have built sincerity in the realm of love,Which of my dear ones have I forgotten, O Lord?!Always I asked the Truth for repentance and forgiveness,Always I reached out toward the righteous, oh!I am certain that no ingrates will ever comeFrom among those I have pressed to my heart.For noble souls became my companions,No base one ever came to my side.Since they have been witnesses to our love,They will never be able to deny it and walk away.Perhaps, compelled by the workings of fate,Someone may go far away, tears in his eyes.But he will not have the strength to forget,He will not find it in him to break away entirely.For the sighs and moans of our heartsAllah, the Pardoner, always hears.Whoever has seen the shreds of this heart,How could he ever dare to become a foe?!Akrom MALIK
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