Текст и перевод песни Ozoda Nursaidova - Zolim Yillar

Zolim Yillar

Zolim bu yillar, xoin bu yillar,
Zolim bu yillar,
Shafqatsiz, toqatsiz yillar.
Oqargan sochimda alamlar,
Dardin tugatolmay qalamlar,
Husnini asrolmay sanamlar,
O'tdilar bu xoin yillar.
Ne-ne diydorlardan judo,
Allalab, erkalab, ado,
Birgina joningni savdo
Qilarlar bu zolim yillar.
Zolim bu yillar, xoin bu yillar,
Zolim bu yillar,
Shafqatsiz, toqatsiz yillar.
Qaytib ber eng go'zal chog'im,
Rangin ko'rkidagi tog'im,
Yig'latib to'ymading sozim,
Tinglamas zorimni yillar.
Ko'nglimda qanchalar armon,
Yalindim besamar sarson,
Ey Xudo, buncha ko'p yolg'on
Ko'rsatdi bu makkor yillar?
Zolim bu yillar, xoin bu yillar,
Zolim bu yillar,
Shafqatsiz, toqatsiz yillar.
Eh, bu yillar...
Yig'lamay bo'larmi ayting,
Joningdan o'tganda darding?
Yolvoray, yolvoray, bir zumga qayting...
Zolim bu yillar, xoin bu yillar,
Zolim bu yillar,
Shafqatsiz, toqatsiz yillar.

Years of Oppression

Years of oppression, treacherous years,
Years of oppression,
Merciless, impatient years.
My hair is streaked with sorrow,
My pen cannot ease my pain,
My beauty cannot be preserved,
These treacherous years have passed.
Separated from my loved ones,
With cries and lamentations,
They sell your very soul
In these oppressive years.
Years of oppression, treacherous years,
Years of oppression,
Merciless, impatient years.
Return to me my most beautiful moments,
My mountains with their colorful beauty,
You have made me weep endlessly,
You will not listen to my pleas.
My heart is filled with so much sorrow,
I have been burned in vain,
Oh God, have these years
Shown me so many lies?
Years of oppression, treacherous years,
Years of oppression,
Merciless, impatient years.
Oh, these years...
How can I not weep, tell me,
When my pain cuts through my soul?
I beg, I plead, return for a moment...
Years of oppression, treacherous years,
Years of oppression,
Merciless, impatient years.