Saidqulova Nozima
By: Saidqulova Nozima
Uzbekistan
April wind blows suddenly,
Waves in the tongues, feelings.
Beautiful feelings without a door,
When you come, it’s spring in the heart.
When the winds blow, letters again,
He spreads his leaflets everywhere.
Just a heart wound,
It is afraid of being updated.
I have many memories in the April wind,
Beautiful songs that I remember.
My tunes are played by that narrow flute,
Covered in dust,lying aside.
The elegant expression of the April wind,
It’s still that cute.
Of I can take a breath from your happiness,
The pain in my throat is a pain without it.
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