For so many years, my restless letters
Could not reach your hands at all.
New stations keep waiting in silence,
Hoping one day you will call.
Helplessness has made me weep,
I wished to turn into a swan.
But only the clouds, so far and deep,
Knew how much I missed you, gone.
The sky understands my sorrow,
While the willows remain in thought.
Must I stay bound to you forever,
Only in dreams where you are sought?
My heart burns like the twilight’s hue,
If waiting is needed, I’ll wait for you.
No matter what, my dearest love,
I know I’ll reach happiness, too!
No matter what, my dearest love,
I know I’ll reach happiness, too!
Shapoatova Dilnavoz Bahromovna was born on June 29, 2007. She is a first-year student at Termez State Pedagogical Institute, Faculty of Languages, majoring in Uzbek language and literature.