Текст и перевод песни Gulinur - Mustahzod

Mustahzod

Husning guli to bo'ldi jahon mulkida paydo ey sho'xi parizod,
Husning guli to bo'ldi jahon mulkida paydo ey sho'xi parizod,
Solding oni ishqi boshima kulfati savdo, qilg'il manga faryod.
Bilmam na sifat odam eding nozli fanida ey ko'zlari shahlo,
Qilding mani bir boqish ila husninga shaydo, jilva qilib ijod.
Bilmam na sifat odam eding nozli fanida ey ko'zlari shahlo,
Qilding mani bir boqish ila husninga shaydo, jilva qilib ijod.
Layli bila Shirin chu emas yorima monand, ham zarra, ham obod,
Man birla qachon teng bo'lur ishq ichra jahonda Majnun ila Farhod.
Layli bila Shirin chu emas yorima monand, ham zarra, ham obod,
Man birla qachon teng bo'lur ishq ichra jahonda Majnun ila Farhod.
Sayyidi g'ami etdi bu ko'ngil mulkini vayron yondirgali jonim,
Endi anga rahm ayla borib dilbari barno qilg'il ani obod.
Chokar g'ami hajringda qachon bo'lsa giriftor ishq ichra biloshak,
Dardig'a ani shahdu labing qildimu davo, ey qomati shamshod.
Chokar g'ami hajringda qachon bo'lsa giriftor ishq ichra biloshak,
Dardig'a ani shahdu labing qildimu davo ey qomati shamshod.

Mustahzod

The flower of the house has become apparent in the realm of the world, oh beautiful and gentle one,
The flower of the house has become apparent in the realm of the world, oh beautiful and gentle one,
You have sold it to the hardships of love, cry out to me.
I do not know how you have become so elegant in the art of flirting, oh gazelle-eyed one,
With a single glance, you have made me a captive of your beauty, displaying your charms.
I do not know how you have become so elegant in the art of flirting, oh gazelle-eyed one,
With a single glance, you have made me a captive of your beauty, displaying your charms.
Neither Layla nor Shirin can compare to my beloved, both in beauty and grace,
When will I ever be equal to Majnun and Farhad in love in this world?
Neither Layla nor Shirin can compare to my beloved, both in beauty and grace,
When will I ever be equal to Majnun and Farhad in love in this world?
The pain of my love has destroyed the palace of my heart, burning my soul,
Now show mercy to it, go to my fair beloved and make it flourish.
Whenever Chokar is caught in the entanglement of love for you, my love,
Does the honey of your lips heal his pain, oh cypress-like one?
Whenever Chokar is caught in the entanglement of love for you, my love,
Does the honey of your lips heal his pain, oh cypress-like one?