Sevinch Mukhammadiyeva
The sky protects the stars,
The sea hides its pearls.
A page torn from my notepad,
Save the poems, whose author is mine.
Poetry is not just reading and learning,
It is a sound in the heart.
As a path saves in the field,
As a cane sways in the lake.
Every line is my soul, every poem is my heart,
Forests, birds and clouds are friends of theirs.
A page torn from my notepad,
Save my poems one after another.
May they not a burden for generations,
May not be sad my poems also.
Like the sea, wind and leaf
Let them breathe and smile purely.
Alexander Faynberg’s poem translated by Sevinch Mukhammadiyeva
Uzbekistan, Tashkent
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