Текст и перевод песни Ulug'bek Rahmatullaev - Bemor (with Terlan Novxani)

Bemor (with Terlan Novxani)

Na qilay, man dili bemor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor,
Bilmadim kimda ko'ngli bor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor.
Bu mehebbet ki deyirler,
Bu sağalmaz bir azardı,
Gecesi gündüzü yoxdu,
Her anı derdi qubardı.
Bu sözü eşitmeyeydim,
Dediler sevdiyi vardı.
Kaş olaydı qulağım kâr,
Meni sevmir o gözel yar.
Kaş olaydı qulağım kâr,
Meni sevmir o gözel yar.
Ne edim men dili biymar,
Meni sevmir o gözel yar.
Mene meyl eylemir o yar,
Meni sevmir o gözel yar.
Bu na darddir, bu na ozor,
Na tabib-u na darmoni bor,
Qalam ojiz, qog'oz yetmas,
Sevgi dardi jondan ketmas.
Deydilar, qancha go'zal bor,
Termular yo'llaringga zor,
Man uchun bitta go'zal bor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor.
Man uchun bitta go'zal bor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor.
Na qilay man dili bemor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor,
Bilmadim kimda ko'ngli bor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor.
Ne edim men dili biymar,
Meni sevmir o gözel yar.
Mene meyl eylemir o yar,
Meni sevmir o gözel yar.
Na qilay man dili bemor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor,
Bilmadim kimda ko'ngli bor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor.
Bilmadim kimda ko'ngli bor,
Mani sevmas u go'zal yor.

Sick at Heart (with Terlan Novxani)

What can I do, my heart is sick,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me,
I don't know who holds her heart,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
This love that they speak of,
Is an incurable illness,
It has no night or day,
Every moment is filled with pain and sorrow.
If only I hadn't heard those words,
They said she had someone she loved.
I wish my ears were deaf,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
I wish my ears were deaf,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
What can I do, my heart is sick,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
That beloved doesn't show me affection,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
What suffering is this, what torment,
There is no doctor or cure,
My pen is weak, paper is not enough,
The pain of love doesn't leave the soul.
They say there are many beautiful women,
Many are eager for your path,
But for me, there is only one beautiful woman,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
For me, there is only one beautiful woman,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
What can I do, my heart is sick,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me,
I don't know who holds her heart,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
What can I do, my heart is sick,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
That beloved doesn't show me affection,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
What can I do, my heart is sick,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me,
I don't know who holds her heart,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.
I don't know who holds her heart,
That beautiful beloved doesn't love me.