Текст и перевод песни Yulduz Usmonova - Atirgul

Atirgul

Qo'ygin, tikonlaring sanchma menga, gul,
Dilim yomon o'ydan yiroqdir butkul.
Yoqimli bo'yingni sog'indi ko'ngil,
Iforing qizg'onma mendan, atirgul.
Taqdir saodatni qizg'andi yetar,
Mehrni, omadni qizg'andi yetar,
Suyganim visolni qizg'andi yetar,
Iforing qizg'onma mendan, atirgul.
Atirgul, gul, gul, gul, atirgul,
Sendan ko'ngil yiroqdir butkul.
Xushbo'y isdan mast bo'lganda dil,
Tikonlaring sanchma, atirgul.
Atirgul, gul, gul, gul, atirgul,
Sendan ko'ngil yiroqdir butkul.
Xushbo'y isdan mast bo'lganda dil,
Tikonlaring sanchma, atirgul.
Yuragim to'la dard, tinglaguvchi yo'q,
Yiqilsam do'st bo'lib suyaguvchi yo'q,
Sendan o'zga ko'nglim xushlaguvchi yo'q,
Iforing qizg'onma mendan, atirgul.
Yo yashash sirini bilolmadimmi?
Xudoning berganin ololmadimmi?
Bir daydi yelchalik bo'lolmadimmi?
Iforing qizg'onma mendan, atirgul.
Atirgul, gul, gul, gul, atirgul,
Sendan ko'ngil yiroqdir butkul.
Xushbo'y isdan mast bo'lganda dil,
Tikonlaring sanchma, atirgul.
Atirgul, gul, gul, gul, atirgul,
Sendan ko'ngil yiroqdir butkul.
Xushbo'y isdan mast bo'lganda dil,
Tikonlaring sanchma, atirgul.
Atirgul, gul, gul, gul, atirgul,
Sendan ko'ngil yiroqdir butkul.
Xushbo'y isdan mast bo'lganda dil,
Tikonlaring sanchma, atirgul.
Atirgul, gul, gul, gul, atirgul,
Sendan ko'ngil yiroqdir butkul.
Xushbo'y isdan mast bo'lganda dil,
Tikonlaring sanchma, atirgul.

Rose

Let your thorns not sting me, rose,
My tongue is far from evil thoughts.
My heart yearns for your beautiful neck,
Do not be jealous of me, my rose.
Fate has sufficiently envied our happiness,
Has sufficiently envied our love and luck,
Has sufficiently envied the union of our beloveds,
Do not be jealous of me, my rose.
Rose, flower, flower, flower, rose,
My heart is far from you completely.
When my heart becomes intoxicated by your sweet fragrance,
Let your thorns not sting, my rose.
Rose, flower, flower, flower, rose,
My heart is far from you completely.
When my heart becomes intoxicated by your sweet fragrance,
Let your thorns not sting, my rose.
My heart is full of pain, there is no one to listen,
If I fall, there is no one to love and care for me,
There is no one to comfort my heart except you,
Do not be jealous of me, my rose.
Oh, could I not know the secret of life?
Could I not accept that which God has given me?
Could I not have been momentarily happy?
Do not be jealous of me, my rose.
Rose, flower, flower, flower, rose,
My heart is far from you completely.
When my heart becomes intoxicated by your sweet fragrance,
Let your thorns not sting, my rose.
Rose, flower, flower, flower, rose,
My heart is far from you completely.
When my heart becomes intoxicated by your sweet fragrance,
Let your thorns not sting, my rose.
Rose, flower, flower, flower, rose,
My heart is far from you completely.
When my heart becomes intoxicated by your sweet fragrance,
Let your thorns not sting, my rose.
Rose, flower, flower, flower, rose,
My heart is far from you completely.
When my heart becomes intoxicated by your sweet fragrance,
Let your thorns not sting, my rose.