Текст и перевод песни Sövkət Ələkbərova - Füzuli Kantatası

Füzuli Kantatası

Məni candan usandırdı, cəfadan yar usanmazmı, usanmazmı?
Fələklər yandı ahimdən, muradım şəmi yanmazmı
Muradım şəmi yanmazmı?
Fələklər yandı ahimdən
Muradım şəmi yanmaz, şəmi yanmazmı?

Qəmu bimarinə canan dəvayi-dərd edər ehsan
Neçün qılmaz mənə dərman, məni bimarı sanmazmı?

Qəmim pünhan tutardım mən, qəmim pünhan tutardım mən
Dedilər yarə qıl rövşən, desəm, ol bivəfa, bilməm
İnanırmı, inanmazmı?
İnanırmı, inanmazmı?

Şəbi-hicran yanar canım, tökər qan çeşmi-giryanım
Oyadar xəlqi əfğanım, qara baxtım oyanmazmı?
Oyadar xəlqi əfğanım, qara baxtım oyanmazmı?

Güli-rüxsarına qarşı gözümdən qanlı axar, qanlı axar su
Həbibim, fəsli-güldür bu, axar sular bulanmazmı
Axar sular bulanmazmı?
Həbibim, fəsli-güldür bu, axar sular bulanmazmı, bulanmazmı?

Deyildim mən sənə mail, sən etdin əqlimi zail
Mənə tən eyləyən qafil səni görcək utanmazmı?
Füzuli rindu şeydadır, Füzuli rindu şeydadır
Həmişə xəlqə rüsvadır
Sorun kim, bu nə sevdadır, bu sevdadan usanmazmı?
Bu sevdadan usanmazmı?
Sorun kim, bu nə sevdadır, nə sevdadır
Bu sevdadan usanmazmı?

Fuzuli Cantata

My soul is weary of your cruelty, won't you tire of tormenting me, won't you?
The heavens burn with my sighs, won't the candle of my desire ignite?
Won't the candle of my desire ignite?
The heavens burn with my sighs
Won't the candle of my desire ignite, won't it ignite?

My beloved should offer a balm to my ailing heart
Why doesn't he offer me a cure, doesn't he see my suffering?

I kept my sorrow hidden, I kept my sorrow hidden
They told me to reveal it to my beloved, but if I do, that faithless one, I don't know
Will he believe me, or won't he?
Will he believe me, or won't he?

On the night of separation, my soul burns, tears of blood flow from my weeping eyes
My cries will awaken the world, won't my dark fate awaken?
My cries will awaken the world, won't my dark fate awaken?

Facing your rosy cheeks, bloody tears flow from my eyes, bloody water flows
My beloved, it's the season of roses, won't these flowing waters become muddied?
Won't these flowing waters become muddied?
My beloved, it's the season of roses, won't these flowing waters become muddied, won't they?

I was drawn to you, you stole my reason away
The one who carelessly compares me to you, won't he be ashamed when he sees you?
Fuzuli is madly in love, Fuzuli is madly in love
He is always disgraced before the world
Ask them, what kind of love is this, won't he tire of this love?
Won't he tire of this love?
Ask them, what kind of love is this, what kind of love
Won't he tire of this love?