Faith
I went astray. I went astray. I made mistakes.
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
I went astray. I went astray. I made mistakes.I put my head into the noose of words.In the end, I came to You naked,I tied the stone of confession to my belly.I became the sultan of the art of words,Make me a slave in the chains of silence, my God.I drank the poison of fame and glory to the full,Now bury me in obscurity — that, it seems, is my place.In which deserts did I wander like a madman,In which corners did I leave my sins behind…Today, so that I may be saved from calamities,Grant me refuge, my Lord, from the whirlwind of words!Save me from myself, who wronged me,Who tormented me and tortured me in vain.Save me from my words made up of lies,That built dungeons of hypocrisy for my soul!..Why did I ever dare to speak!Why did I seek a rank from pulpits!What You have spoken is enough, from now on,Make me wholly a slave to Your word!..Akrom MALIK
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