Lochin Elmatov
(Uzbekistan)
c/o Asror Allayarov   
<allayorovasror@mail.ru>



Life and Human

My spirit has blown some sinner existence out,
Has it found in the solid cage?
You havenít given me in your soul,
Then Life has crushed down beneath your feet.

My heart is captive as well as
moan in tambour,
Tell, which scene does musician crush.
Indeed, is this your magnanimity,
You are generous to enemy,
but beggarly to distitute.

You hook shield on my victorious hand,
You donít put your vast paradise me.
Why have you been born everyday,
Life, but have I died per died every day?

I want to go Tajmahal

It has been dispersing ray for four centuries,
The moon has laughed in India.
It is house of love, divine castle-
I want to go to Tajmahal.

If I want to go to distance place,
If I want to say about our history,
If I want to sing something as pride,
I want to go to Tajmahal.

Great humans of th glorious past,
They are generation of Sahibkiran,
These are kingsí buildings-
I want to go to Tajmahal.

It is a loversí happy palace,
It is an illustration of faithfulness.
It is a palace eternal of love-
I want to go to Tajmahal.

Ways are remote, hearts are near,
Languages are remote, wishes are near,
Aspect is near, news is near,
I want to go to Tajmahal...

It has been dispersing ray for four centuries,
The moon has laughted in India.
It is house of love, divine castle-
I want to go to Tajmahal.

Translated by Gulruh Abdullayeva.

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(Published in Kafla Intercontinental - Jan-April 2014)