Poetry from Shakhriyo Kurbanova

Shakhriyo Kurbanova

I WILL SING YOU MY HOMELAND!

You are my Uzbekistan,

I adore you beyond a reasonable doubt,

To cherish the nation is from confidence.

You’re dearer than the world,

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

Ancient Registan, which makes my heart tremble,

Let there be tears in my eyes, blood in my heart.

It’s affirm, my dream is to say you’re my dream

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

How numerous awesome individuals have passed absent,

All the sultans looked at you.

There were hard times at that point

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

A stone too blossoms in your soil,

Your children will utilize you.

All the most excellent wishes,

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

When I keep in mind your story, I feel torment.

I will sing verses for your honor.

I do my obligation as a child,

I will sing you myself, Country!

My soul is committed to you,

My blood streams since of you.

My vindicate on your adversaries,

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

Your bequest has spread to the world nowadays,

Picking stars for you.

I write long lines,

I will sing you myself, Country!

Spring when I miss you

Snow dissolves when blooms develop.

You’re the pioneer of the extraordinary,

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

You’re the source of our quality,

You’re my put of joy.

Take the soul of my creation,

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

You endured from the long past,

You survived spring and winter.

My heart can’t get sufficient of adoring you

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

The melodies sing your melody,

Herbs are a remedy for torment.

Your waters sparkle like a reflect,

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

You stand forever, always in jail,

May you never endure in your life.

We stand by your side,

I will sing you myself, Homeland!

Indeed in the event that my heart beats, it beats for you

My body is standing since of you

My write builds castles from verse

I will sing you, Country!

You’re a star, you are a star, you’re a star, you are a moon,

You’re the wealthiest in excellence.

You’re a wonderful put in all the soil,

I will sing you myself, Motherland!