Khayrulla Fayz

Category: Uzbek modern poetry Published: Sunday, 29 September 2013

KHAYRULLA FAYZ, journalist, poet, lives in London, works for BBC Uzbek Service.

You couldn’t wake up as dawn – white,

I couldn’t close eyes as night.

just a word that I entreat

oh my pretty look, face – neat

as two wings were insufficient

I couldn’t climb over a wall

as two stars were inefficient

couldn’t find you me at all

I said destiny and fate,

In fact it’s a ruined state,

I exiled your recollection

With a swan – it is not mate.

You’re my newly come anew,

Close, near in my view,

When this wide embrace is open

To my soul: lightning – You

you couldn’t wake up as dawn – white,

I couldn’t close eyes as night

Translated by Azam Abidov