Love
Know now, O beloved, I will not burn in your fire,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
Know now, O beloved, I will not burn in your fire,If they tell me, “Burn in the fire,” I will refuse, I will not agree.Even if you remember me each day, I will not write you letters,And yet I will never leave your memory or your dreams.However far you flee, I will follow like your shadow,Like the story that you write yourself and read each day.Call for me, or reproach me, or send greetings if you wish,Make all kinds of signs as if to say, “Come to my side.”Wish as you may, you’ll leave your door unlocked in case I come,I will not come, don’t even think it — you will not find me there!Show me honor, saying “Come,” run to wait on me,I will not be your guest, whatever lengths you go to.Not until you tread the roads for me, in search of me,Not until, longing to see me, you weep and wail!I will not even grant you my shadow,I will not ask after you, whether you are dead or alive!Akrom MALIK
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