(Young Central Asian woman with long dark hair, brown eyes, earrings, and a black sweater over a white top)

For My Only One!

From the garden of beauty, you are my chosen sign,

In my sleepless moments, your eyes are my guiding light.

I always wait, even for a single word of yours,

Happy birthday, my kind and loving sister!

Among all the beauties in this world, you stand alone,

Your lovely face reflects the pure heart you own.

A Layla whose grace the angels admire,

Such delicate beauty, such a gentle soul you inspire.

May God grant you fortune and endless grace,

Never be in need of friends, nor humbled by foes.

May God perfect your happiness in every place,

And may you never even know an evil one’s gaze.

Even when you meet the world face to face, know no lack,

May your joy be complete, your life whole and bright.

Do not ask for a single wasted moment back,

For this very day is devoted to you outright.

Never witness tears in the journey you take,

Learn the secrets of patience, be strong and brave.

Winning a place in the heart of every soul you make,

Celebrate your joyful days, my sister so dear!

Student of Samarkand State University,
Department (Program) of Languages and Cultures of Central Asian Peoples