Paroles et traduction Jasurbek Mavlonov - Dunyo ekan

Dunyo ekan

Sevgi ilk bor tushdiyu qalbga
Hayotimning bòldi mazmuni
Bu qòlimga tutqazib qalam
Kòzlarimdan oldi uyquni

Oldi butun fikru hayolimm
Ketdi dildan orom halovat
Sevgi butun borimni olib
She'r zavqini qoldirdi faqat

Dunyo ekan ishq degan savdo
Bormi faqat mening boshimda
Kimni etmas bu ko'ngil shaydo
Kim she'r yozmas mening yoshimda

Dunyo ekan ishq degan savdo
Bormi faqat mening boshimda
Kimni etmas bu ko'ngil shaydo
Kim she'r yozmas mening yoshimda

Borliq olam ko'zimga ming
Go'zallikka to'lib ko'rindi
Gullar menga oshiq bulbulning
She'r daftari bo'lib ko'rindi

Oldi butun fikru hayolim
Ketdi dildan orom halovat
Sevgi butun borimni olib
She'r zavqini qoldirdi faqat

Dunyo ekan ishq degan savdo
Bormi faqat mening boshimda
Kimni etmas bu ko'ngil shaydo
Kim she'r yozmas mening yoshimda

Dunyo ekan ishq degan savdo
Bormi faqat mening boshimda
Kimni etmas bu ko'ngil shaydo
Kim she'r yozmas mening yoshimda

(Kel yulduzlar to'shalgan yo'ldan bizni yetaklasin muhabbat,
G'amlaringni chiqar ko'ngildan
Shod kunlarni eslaylik faqat
Sayr etaylik kel birga erkam
Rozi ketsin bizdan umrbod
Shodlik uchun yaralgan olam
Sevmoq uchun yaralgan hayot)

Love is Trade

Love first fell into my heart
It became the meaning of my life
It put a pen in my hand
It took sleep from my eyes

It took all my thoughts and dreams
Peace and tranquility left my heart
Love taking all my being
It left only the joy of poetry

The world is a trade called love
Is it only in my head?
Whose heart does not become intoxicated?
Who does not write poetry at my age?

The world is a trade called love
Is it only in my head?
Whose heart does not become intoxicated?
Who does not write poetry at my age?

All the world appears to my eyes a thousand
Full of beauty
The nightingale's flowers are in love with me
It looks like a notebook of poems

It took all my thoughts and dreams
Peace and tranquility left my heart
Love taking all my being
It left only the joy of poetry

The world is a trade called love
Is it only in my head?
Whose heart does not become intoxicated?
Who does not write poetry at my age?

The world is a trade called love
Is it only in my head?
Whose heart does not become intoxicated?
Who does not write poetry at my age?

(Come, love, along the path strewn with stars,
Drive your sorrows from my heart,
Let us remember only happy days
Come, let us wander together,
Let life-long contentment come to us,
The world was created for happiness,
Life was created for love.)