Salim Ashur

SALIM ASHUR, poet, journalist, editor-in-chief of two newspapers – “Turkiston” and “Molodyoj Uzbekistana”, which is released in Russian. He has many poetry books to his credit.

If to love or not to fell in love

Is desire or a given present,

In this retarded and malignant world

I would never put me to an end.

Before I felt dislike for life in fact,

That will do, I leave your heart today,

As blooming flowers, as bright eyes or else

As hollows of the hand from open way

Neither hope, calm, nor color, tune,

Neither world, nor human, nor true friend:

There isn’t any love in universe,

There is only God, the beneficent!

In your absence even my existence

Is a falsehood like the end of life.

I agree to die to speak the truth

What to do if this heart is alive.

No, it isn’t drink full in my in,

It is only you and all your trouble

Having left me to the hands of fate

Your steps are making merry in my soul.

If to love or not to fell in love

Is desire or a given present,

In this retarded and infamous world

I would never put me to an end.

A WATER MILL

My ringing bells have stopped

Their tinkling,

From my flute the splendid tunes are over

All consolation one by one

Could fling,

In skyline life fights with fatal power.

From my flute the splendid tunes are over

My ringing bells have stopped

Their tinkling,

In skyline life fights with fatal power,

All consolation one by one

Could fling.

All consolation one by one

Could fling,

In skyline life fights with fatal power.

My ringing bells have stopped

Their tinkling

From my flute the splendid tunes are over

In skyline life fights with fatal power,

All consolation one by one

Could fling.

From my flute the splendid tunes are over

My ringing bells have stopped

Their tinkling

Translated by Azam Abidov

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