Текст и перевод песни Ulug'bek Rahmatullaev - Tabib

Tabib

Man davo istab borgan tabib
Dardlarini yozgan kitobi dastayu-dasta ekan

Man davo istab borgan tabib o'zi ham bemor ekan
Dardlarini yozgan kitobi dastayu-dasta ekan
INSTRUMENTAL
Men dedim: "Yor hajrida dil kuysa, ayt deb ne davo?"
U dedi: "Dil kuydimi bas, bu bir toledan sado"

Man davo istab borgan tabib o'zi ham bemor ekan
Dardlarini yozgan kitobi dastayu-dasta ekan

Men dedim: "Tokay yonurman ishq yo'lida xoru-zor"
U dedi: "Qo'y, uchrama deb haq qahriga norizo"
Men dedim: "Yor ozidan yuz nozidan ol deb jazo"
U dedi: "Bu men uchun bir kezganmdur keng samo"

Man davo istab borgan tabib o'zi ham bemor ekan
Dardlarini yozgan kitobi dastayu-dasta ekan

Man davo istab borgan tabib
Dardlarini yozgan kitobi

Man davo istab borgan tabib o'zi ham bemor ekan
Dardlarini yozgan kitobi dastayu-dasta ekan

The Healer

I sought a healer for my woes,
His books, overflowing, held the tales of countless sorrows.

The healer I sought for my own pain, himself was a patient,
His books, overflowing, held the tales of countless sorrows.
INSTRUMENTAL
"Tell me," I pleaded, "what cure is there when the heart burns for a beloved?"
"When the heart burns," he said, "it echoes the pain of a broken flute."

The healer I sought for my own pain, himself was a patient,
His books, overflowing, held the tales of countless sorrows.

"I wither," I confessed, "worn and weary on the path of love."
"Don't blame divine fate," he cautioned, "for the encounters you haven't had."
"Let her punish me," I begged, "with a hundred scornful glances."
"For me," he sighed, "that would be like gazing at the vast sky."

The healer I sought for my own pain, himself was a patient,
His books, overflowing, held the tales of countless sorrows.

I sought a healer for my woes,
His books, overflowing, held the tales of countless sorrows.

The healer I sought for my own pain, himself was a patient,
His books, overflowing, held the tales of countless sorrows.