Текст и перевод песни Alisher Fayz - Shamol - 2017

Shamol - 2017

Tug'ilgan kuningda sendan olisda,
Ne taqdirki, yoring ham yolg'iz-da.
Rizqini har joydan terar har banda,
Bu mavzuda har kim ham ojiz-da.
Ko'ngil yorib aytsam to'g'risin,
Yolg'izim, o'zing yuragim o'g'risi.
Sog'inganda ichim og'risa,
Yoningda bo'lgim kelar.
Shamol keltirsa-yey yorim, muattar atringni,
Xayol keltirsa-yey ko'z oldima gul rasmingni.
Visol keltirsa-yey, la'li labingda bol keltirsa,
Labingda bol keltirsa...
Tug'ilgan kuningda dil izhorim bo'lib,
Tabassumim borsa qizil gullarda.
Balki omadimning kichik badali bo'lib,
Umrim o'tmoqdami uzoq yo'llarda?
Atirgul tikoni bag'ring o'yib,
Xo'rsinasan yoki yig'larsan to'yib.
Hammasini bir kun bir chetga qo'yib,
Yoningda bo'lgim kelar.
Shamol keltirsa-yey yorim, muattar atringni,
Xayol keltirsa-yey ko'z oldima gul rasmingni.
Visol keltirsa-yey, la'li labingda bol keltirsa,
Labingda bol keltirsa...
Shamol keltirsa-yey yorim, muattar atringni,
Xayol keltirsa-yey ko'z oldima gul rasmingni.
Visol keltirsa-yey, la'li labingda bol keltirsa,
Labingda bol keltirsa...

Shamol - 2017

Your birthday wish was to be with me,
But why is it that I'm here, all alone?
God provides sustenance to every creature,
Yet, this topic has every human feeling helpless.
If I speak my heart out,
I'm lonely, and you have taken my heart with you.
My soul aches when I miss you,
I long to be by your side.
If only the breeze could bring me your fragrant scent,
If only my imagination could conjure up an image of your lovely face.
If only destiny would grant me a reunion with you, and allow me to be on your lips,
To be on your lips...
My only wish on your birthday is to tell you how I feel,
May my smile bloom like a red rose for you.
Perhaps it's a small present for my heart,
Even as my life stretches on, far away from you?
The thorns of the rose have pierced your soul,
Are you happy or sad, my love?
Putting everything aside for a moment,
I long to be by your side.
If only the breeze could bring me your fragrant scent,
If only my imagination could conjure up an image of your lovely face.
If only destiny would grant me a reunion with you, and allow me to be on your lips,
To be on your lips...
If only the breeze could bring me your fragrant scent,
If only my imagination could conjure up an image of your lovely face.
If only destiny would grant me a reunion with you, and allow me to be on your lips,
To be on your lips...