I miss it, my crazy heart longs for the parrot

I miss it, the matchless angel, the fairy

I searched for my lover, wandering through many hearts and deserts

I, the lover, my heart is a lover, my soul, I miss it

I couldn’t find her, the angel, my beloved

I sought my beloved, soaring to the heavens

I searched for Shirin and Layli, the princess, my soul’s beloved

My heart searching, eagerly seeking, yearning for the tale

I was stricken like separation, O beautiful parrot

I became enchanted, a lover, longing, I miss it

That ghazal, the parrot’s melody, took my soul to the sky

A pure heart, I became a lover, my heart longs, I miss it

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Tursunov Abdulla Bakhrom o’g’li was born on September 18,2005, in the Nurobod district of the Samarkand region. He is currently first course in the Karshi university of history faculty.