Lyrics and translation Bojalar - Ona

Ona

Tog′ orti quyosh ko'rdim,
Men o′zimni yosh bildim.
O'ksib adolat izlab,
Onamni sirdosh bildim.

"Faxrimsan, o, jon o'g′lim,
Yengilma, tik tur, mardim",
Deb kuzatardilar duo qilib,
Onaginam, yolg′izim.

Do'stim serob, yorim bor,
O′gil-qiz niholim bor.
Ammo baribir hech kim
Onamning o'rnin bosolmas.

Ko′nglim olar elim bor,
Oydin oy, quyoshim bor.
Ammo baribir hech kim
Onamning o'rnin bosolmas.

O′rnin bosolmas...

Xulqi avliyo onam,
Ko'ngil oqim, bir donam.
Rizomisiz men ojizdan,
Ko'zlari mushtoqginam.

Yurak-bag′rim qon bo′ldi,
Ichim sirlarga to'ldi.
"Bolam, ayt, nima qildi?",
Degan so′zingizni sog'indim.

Do′stim serob, yorim bor,
O'gil-qiz niholim bor.
Ammo baribir hech kim
Onamning o′rnin bosolmas.

Ko'nglim olar elim bor,
Oydin oy, quyoshim bor.
Ammo baribir hech kim
Onamning o'rnin bosolmas.

O′rnin bosolmas... O′rnin bosolmas...

Him

I saw the sun behind the mountain,
I knew myself young.
Kiss in search of Justice,
I knew my mother was a confidante.

"You are proud, o, john my son,
Do not lose, stand up, mardim",
They would observe that blessing,
Onaginam, lonesome.

My friend Sir, I have a crack,
I have an ogil-girl sprout.
But still no one
My mother can't get up.

I have glue,
Clear moon, I have the sun.
But still no one
My mother can't get up.

Can't get up...

Dear Saint mom,
A stream of pleasure, a grain.
Without rhizome I helpless,
My eyes are fisted.

Heart-it's blood in my bosom,
My drink is full of secrets.
"Baby, tell me, what did he do?",
I miss your word.

My friend Sir, I have a crack,
I have an ogil-girl sprout.
But still no one
My mother can't get up.

I have glue,
Clear moon, I have the sun.
But still no one
My mother can't get up.

Can't get up... Can't get up...