Love
Remembering you, I swallowed blood, alas,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
Remembering you, I swallowed blood, alas,Spitting blood, I passed through days of gloom.My heart in torment turned as black as pitch,To dawns I raised my blood-red eyes in doom.The moments spent with you were like the gallows,And your remembrance — mourning, crimson-red.I lived in this world as one guilty,Sure that forgetting you would be a feast instead!Dragging the chain of time across the desert,It bore my broken body far away.I was a wretch, a captive of your memory,At last your image from my mind gave way.At last a vile and gloomy mourning ended,From today a brand-new feast has just begun!Now whether you're alive or dead —You won't come to the edge of my mind at all.Without you a green life has burst into bud,I gave my heart to ITS TRUE OWNER, after all!Akrom MALIK
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