TALKING ABOUT HOMELAND
If you start talking about homeland,
A life kisses a lot from my forehead.
My every minute has a joy and smile,
My heart is full with love, but death is unfamiliar.
If you start talking about homeland,
The sun is the love on my head – mother.
I am heartwarming in every point,
My days are becoming intoxicating, glamourous.
If you start talking about homeland,
I would love to take the earth on my hand.
The night will be banished, day become delayed,
(Of the eternal shining light)
If you start talking about homeland,
Melodies of the paradise appear.
I will grow up complete and a perpetual.
I will fillip the tone of the “Homeland”.
A birth-place! This melody is fierce, elegant,
I have to sing it until my death.
I am awake, downright, the sense is pure,
If you start talking about homeland,
Heart!
-- tr. Asror Allayarov
[from The Gate Opened by Angels]
Umid Ali is a poet from Uzbekistan. His book, "The Gate Opened by Angels," translated into English by Asror Allayarov, has just been published. They have agreed to let duanespoetree debut it to the world.
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