Love
Love is a key that opens the door of secrets,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
Love is a key that opens the door of secrets,Love is a light from which the devils flee.By the power of love the cliffs move from their place,Do not part me from love, O my kind Allah!..Through love all hardships turn into ease,Beings born on the earth turn into dwellers of the sky.The thread of love is tied to eternity,Do not part me from love, O my kind Allah!..To remember the beloved night and day is love,To watch for the beloved's coming every moment is love.If given poison, to swallow it gladly as sugar is love,Do not part me from love, O my kind Allah!..I am sick of the liars who boast of love,I am sick of the torments that false love and the ego bring.I am sick of the mirages wearing the color of love,Do not part me from love, O my kind Allah!..Those who have not burned in this fire will not know love,Those who have not renounced their self for love will not know.Those who have not drunk their fill of the wine of parting will not know,Do not part me from love, O my kind Allah!..In the color of love there are many tricks and wiles,Many are the stony eyes that shed false tears.Many are the young, young shoots who think themselves lovers,Do not part me from love, O my kind Allah!..I am still searching for a faithful beloved,For the evergreen spring that is called love.If I manage to master the craft that is called love,I would be content with my life, O my kind Allah!O you who know nothing of love, look into your heart,You too, set out on a journey into the deserts of love,Burning in the fire of love, reach the destination safely,Do not part me from love, O my kind Allah!..Akrom MALIK21.07.2024.
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