Love

Wherever you may walk, the sea will come,

Akrom MalikJune 9, 2026, 04:10

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

Wherever you may walk, the sea will come,The face of the earth is wrapped in water whole.Love always comes as twin to toil and pain,In passion's desert there's no honor, no esteem.If torments from your loved one reach your heartAnd you don't count them sweet, O lovelorn one,If passion's bitter winter gathers up its snowsAnd spring does not blaze up within your heart —Recite as many poems as you like, weave no epic tales,Your “I have loved” is false — a lie, a lie!Akrom MALIK

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