I walked

I wandered around, motherland,
In every mountain, in every valley,
I’ve my trace!
Of the lofty mountains yet, not passed
I have my glans on the highest peak!

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I walked around, step by step, tireless,
Through the mountains,
I watched, the most remote
meadow, the garden
Never condemn time, period,
I have my face at the head
of many springs!

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İnch by inch I walked, this native land,
Even the most ordinary stone as the guest
Every herb, flower, grasss
To keep in touch, of each plant
Wholly words, collected into my heart,

Translated by Fergana Zulfugarova Assistant Professor
17 March, 2025

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