When it rains,
I have a lot of questions.
Changed inside,
Gentle winds.
The rain doesn’t stop,
There is no sleep.
Excitement in my mind,
It hurts like hell.
I wish he would stop now
Rustling voices.
Lek did not stop crying,
Cry like a baby.
These noises will stop,
Chehra Khan puts flowers.
Smallpox, tulip, rubella,
Like flowers want.
Ilhomova Mohichehra is a students of the 8th grade of the 9th general secondary school of Zarafshan city, Navoi region.