Jakhongir NOMOZOV
By Jakhongir NOMOZOV
My dreams come true
I will definitely be happy.
Wave to all,
I will go to the moon one day.
The stars call me…
The stars are shining over my head
daylights miss me,
I will go to the moon one day.
The sky gives light to my heart,
And gives me a hand,
The sky gives way to my hope,
I will go to the moon one day.
The moon knows who I am
The moon wipes my face
Listen to me, listen to me my moon,
I will go to the moon one day.
Maybe I’m making a big mistake.
Maybe the holiday will be mourning.
The sun will be my father
I will go to the moon one day.
Your heart is a “diamond!”
Doctor of philological sciences, Navoi scholar, recipient of the Order of “Friendship” dear teacher Almaz Ulvi Binnatova…
A pen in your hand, light in your heart,
It touches many hearts.
Beautiful oriental pride in your soul,
The world can learn from a scientist like you.
Your life is devoted to science.
You dug a hole with a needle.
Following in the footsteps
of great teachers,
Your value is great.
A series of words that
enchanted you,
A beautiful maddened
wonder in your heart.
How many centuries of
unfading light,
Navoi Hazrat, who looked at “you”.
you are proud of Azerbaijan,
my friend,
Uzbeks love you endlessly
Order of “Friendship” on your chest,
It’s a beautiful kindness of love.
You set fire to the hearts
of young people,
you are a wing in their flight.
There are teachers like you
This old life will always bloom…
Goodness is victorious,
in this arena,
true never eternally dies…
If I could describe you in one word,
You are truly a diamond,
your heart is a “Diamond”
*
When musician winds played their music,
The rains had also sung their quiet song.
Until the moon had done make up in the sky,
Woken up from its heavy sleep the Sun.
The alarm clock is ringing “Wake up!” and “Wake up”,
Someone is awake, others are in slumber.
If only you knew that cage is home, but sadness,
Come here! You too join this life, dear…
Tear away the sadness lying in your eyes,
Banish the sad voices from your heart and soul.
Do take steady pace with firm confidence,
Fill your every day with a miracle, be full…
*
My devotion to you weighed heavily,
My love cost me a lot, what should I do then?
“I found true happiness in your heart, my love,
Did you become happy by letting me down?
I was lost, by losing reached my own soul,
These frauds and cunnings have opened my eyes.
Whose heart are you now getting slowly in?
And someone is leaving your heart, say good byes.
*
I got wet without getting in water,
Slanders poured down like rain.
I went back without starting my way,
I was defeated without having fought.
Sprinkling dust with my tears,
I sweep them with my eyelashes.
Don’t you consider me a human?
As if you are a human yourself!
Learned from the devils yesterday,
Became their teacher she today.
* * *
I missed you dear, I missed a lot
Not willing to step in the path of lovesick.
Although I forget the oldest memories
My clothes hold the smell of your cheek.
Darling, these distances separated us
Our love weakened not reaching to destination.
Every second of mine passes seeking for you
May happiness be waiting us the next station.
The roses which I bought for you
Are withering and becoming yellow.
All the sickness of my heart is yours,
I sent you fragrance of spring, my love.
*
I failed to meet the rivers, my God
Sorrow encircled the days and the weeks.
The streams looking up for me dried
Because of the merciless sickness.
I failed to meet the width, my God
I got locked up in my room alone.
Swallow warbled so as to inform me that
Spring had come and already has gone.
I failed to meet my dreams, my God
Uploading all the sorrow to my shoulders.
Pains did enslave my pure soul
Have I been a slave of my old tortures?
I failed to meet seas, my God
Fiery breath burns my throat.
Bring me the smell freedom, please
And bring me news on liberty, free wind.
* * *
As if they caught a glimpse of something
Dogs yell and bark without any pause.
It is obvious that seeing the devil
Mulberries slightly rave in their dreams.
Having a doubt from something weird
Water in springs go on murmuring.
As if the horror of the death
Is closer to us in the night.
* * *
I cannot believe in what I trust
Indeed, spring returned to my heart?
I did not feel inconvenience,
All the ropes for me pulled apart.
Thank you, God, everything happened true
Ices of my soul melted in my eyes.
My goblet was filled with gold pieces
Goodness, I got rid of unhappiness.
Jakhongir NOMOZOV
Uzbekistan.
International poet, journalist, translated.
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