You are the light of radiant days,
The shining face of blossoming girls.
You are the tearful face of a strict mother,
Oh Homeland, what are you truly?!
Muhammad called you my mother,
Abdulla likened you to paradise.
In the end, I found a quatrain:
You are our life, you are the true existence.
Indeed, you are a mother, protecting us,
Carefully raising every son and daughter.
When we rejoice, you bloom and flourish,
I grew up proud every moment.
Abdulla was not mistaken, you are truly paradise,
Humankind cannot live without paradise, without you.
May your free people live without sorrow, pain, or grief,
We offer boundless thanks for this reason.
Obidov Ozodbek
Uzbekistan
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