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VATAN - Abdulla Oripov
If friends are loyal to each other, you can not destroy each other,
You can't tell how many conspiracies you have.
It is said that a moru bird cannot be kept in a cage,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
I declared it my homeland, my friends, muhammas,
Who knew the homeland great, dear, I knew it.
If I am proud of my homeland, I will lift my head,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
I always look at the homeless with regret,
He bows his head and weeps bitterly, though his state is weak,
Although I am poor, my country is my crown, my destination.
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
Never forget the past of your grandparents, friends,
Do not dream at dawn, friends,
If you are an unbeliever, do not be fooled, friends,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
My homeland is Uzbekistan, and I am proud of it.
I mean, I have free justice, I have a stable state,
I am as kind as my mother, I have a homeland, I have grief,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
Motherland, you are free, your way is glorious, take a step,
Fakhr-la boqgay Abdullo, his eyes are wet with joy
Always seek refuge in the Truth,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
MY COUNTRY - Muhammad Yusuf
What have I done to the world,
You are my bright world,
I'm sorry,
I am a sultan,
You are the throne of Solomon,
Alone,
I'm the only one,
Do you call me a worshiper?
You are one of my greats
You are great, my homeland…
You are the flower of my happy day,
To my flower-bed,
You comforted my nolon day,
Press your face to my face.
My sister says,
My mother says,
Do you have a roommate?
Love yourself from the sun -
You are warm, my homeland.
You are Mashrab,
Tumors in the ring,
He was hanged in Balkh,
You are Navoi, next to the king
He blessed the poor.
Yassaviysan, mine,
Apparently claimed,
A thousand and one oils have not been opened
You are my guardian, my homeland.
You are Khojand,
To Genghis
He did not open the gate,
Behind Timur Malik
Jumping to the Syrdarya,
Muqannasan pupil
Scattered in the flames,
The shepherd who saw the lights
You are my desert, my homeland.
Who made Kashgar a place,
On the Enasoy side,
Jaloliddin - In Kurdistan,
Boburing - In India,
What a face
They sleep in the winter,
Ninety-six scattered
You are my family, my homeland…
My son, go to heaven
I fly like a giraffe,
Chambil to Alpomish in the country
I will come down as a navkar,
Shelter from Padarkush
I embrace your greatness,
Whispering in my teeth
Hello, my homeland…
The last day is the last day,
The day you hit your head,
The ground that gave the Almighty,
The day he sold his power.
Tie your hands,
Born the tongue,
Leading day,
Wow! could not be said
Dudugʻimsan, Vatanim.
Someone crying blood next to you
Look at your poet,
If you come to Kokand,
Ask the children.
At least Osman is a ruler
Please quote,
It has dried up in the distance
My well, my homeland Vatan
You are the branches to the heavens
The plane tree I touch,
If I say father
As my son,
My bowed plane,
My pride in my sheep,
A tumor on my neck,
You are one of my greats
You are great, MY COUNTRY!
HOMELAND - Holdor Volcano
If you are a grain of wheat, I am your straw, Motherland,
Long live your head, my heel, Motherland.
All good, all wise, all wise, philosopher,
I'm the one who walks on the sidelines, Motherland.
Darkness, fog, and thousands of jackals all around.
I am the shepherd who lit a fire until the morning, Motherland.
All silent, speechless ripening, waxing, screaming,
I am the language of truth, Vatan.
Don't bother, don't bother, don't bother,
Even if he kills me, I will not die, Motherland.
My head is higher than the clouds, like a volcanic peak in the country,
I am an impassable pass for the enemy, Motherland!
VATAN - Iqbol Mirzo
When I say you, flowers open in my heart,
Flowers that fall from the sky as rain,
Hair flowers from deserts and rivers,
You are the flower of my heart, the prosperous Motherland!
Sweet valleys that awaken by your name,
Sunbulalar earrings from your mornings,
The sun shines on my eyelashes,
You are the flower of my wish, prosperous Motherland!
The air of heaven in the fragrant apples,
The cure for a thousand ailments in the heart of your mountains,
This is the purity of a man's life,
You are the flower of my heart, the prosperous Motherland!
I drank a handful of clear water,
Mehring was a wing, I flew in the blue skies,
I came back to you again, I embraced your soil,
You are the flower of my wish, prosperous Motherland!
You are the flower of my heart, the prosperous Motherland!
Vatan deb… - Mahmud Toir
Let me tell you, there is a sweet word in the world like bread,
Let me tell you, there is a sweet word in the world.
Whisper that you are the motherland,
Try to return to your heart as your homeland.
Your face will shine, you will be the sun,
Your heart will rise, you will be in tears.
Mother, it's like a longing heart,
When you say you are free, you are like a scattered slave.
Call it home,
Call it the Homeland.
You will be a soul in your soul,
You will be a sky that does not fit on the ground.
The soil of your child's joy,
Soil that the sun does not see.
It will be as sacred as heaven,
Dear friend, it will be our homeland.
Homeland, open your eyes,
Let the face of nostalgia be opened.
Sweet as the rest of the homeland,
The homeland is as sweet as the people.
Homeland, pray to God,
Asra, kneel down and recite.
As a homeland, we will be a great nation,
We are faithful to our homeland.
Tell me, my friend, what we have done for the homeland - Iqbol Mirzo
Bow your head and say thank you
For the chaman who caressed you like a flower
If you walk in the heavens, return to the dust
Tell me, my friend, what we have done for the country
Black eyes, white heart for this hand
For the soil, for this country, for the grass
For this path initiated by the great man
Tell me, my friend, what we have done for the country
How long will you think of snow
How long are you waiting for the sky blue
After all, the homeland is one, and you are one
Tell me, my friend, what we have done for the country
Do not put so many buildings on the golden robes
Be a leaf in cancer to farmers
Rely on the shepherds
Tell me, my friend, what have we done for the country?
You are not inferior to anyone, you are not inferior
When you stay on the ground, you don’t laugh like the sun
When you tighten your waist
Tell me, my friend, what we have done for the country
The waters from these streams hit your face
Take a look at the footprints you took
Ask yourself this question
Tell me, my friend, what we have done for the country
Poem about homeland - OTABEK FOZILJONOV
IN A WORLD THAT IS FAMOUS ON EVERY FRONT
HUMOSI IS ALSO A PROUD FLYING SAMODA
UNIQUE, UNIQUE JAMOLDA
THIS IS MY COUNTRY UZBEKISTAN !!!
HIGHER ERUR PERFECTION THAN HEAVEN
THE WORD IS BOTH RICH AND VERY PLEASANT
HIS WIFE IS MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THE CROSS
THIS IS MY COUNTRY UZBEKISTAN !!!
SEARCHES SHINING IN THE SKY (BRIGHT STAR)
UDIR IS MY SOUL IN MY HEART
THE WHOLE WORLD IS APPRECIATED WITH APPLAUSE
THIS IS MY COUNTRY UZBEKISTAN !!!
EVERY PLACE IS COVERED BY GULSHANS
THE STRAWBERRY HAS BECOME A PLANT
HIS SON WAS CREATED FOR COURAGE
THIS IS MY COUNTRY UZBEKISTAN !!!
NOT A SINGLE FLOWER WAS DESTROYED IN vain
EVERYONE IS SATISFIED WITH THIS LAND
VOSI LIKNI (BAGRI KENG) DIDN'T LET HIM TO THE GROUND
THIS IS MY COUNTRY UZBEKISTAN !!!
PIGEONS FLY FREE IN THE SKY
THE WHOLE WORLD IS AMAZED BY HIS WORK
HAPPINESS IS EVERY MOMENT
THIS IS MY COUNTRY UZBEKISTAN !!!
THIS IS MY COUNTRY UZBEKISTAN !!!
THE UNBREAKABLE BLOOD THAT FLOWED IN MY VESSEL
HE WAS AN IMAGE OF GREATNESS, GREATNESS
THIS IS MY COUNTRY UZBEKISTAN !!!
VATAN - Sirojiddin Sayyid
You are the bribe of the tongue, the black of the eyes,
My heart is you, you are my eyes.
You are the first word that has taken root in my veins,
My first pain, my first rain, my niece, Motherland.
My grandfather's tent lying on the hill
It’s someone’s dream in this world.
In my mouth - the smell of stars, the smell of dewdrops,
My grandmother planted kashnich, basil, Vatan.
When I listen, I whisper and even throw stones,
Oh sun, rainbow eyebrows.
Swallows have shaken my cradle,
Oh, my porch with the sun beds, Homeland.
The storms were a nightmare for the vultures,
One son was a maple and the other a willow.
The world was amazed when Timur rode,
My emperor, the symbol of the world, my homeland.
An example from the rulers is the ancient deserts,
How many kingdoms are gone, how many births.
Let the mausoleums say, but let Venus say:
The underground conversations are still months Kubrolar,
My fortress where the Termezis are awake, Motherland.
What a morning - you tasted the poison of the storms,
There is something left on the table.
The names of your martyrs are every raboting,
Eternal memory melts the original literature,
Cholpon, Fitrat, Qodiriy and Usmonim, Vatan.
Don't let the lashes fall on your eyelashes,
My lashes I lash to your bridges.
To your age-old pains to be an ointment
Your clouds float blue, to your edges,
My guardian in the sky of awake spirits, Motherland.
Your patterns have escaped the shackles,
I received letters in my heart from Naqshbands,
From the melody, tones equal to Afrosiyob.
I got colors for my poems from Samarkand,
Sometimes blue, sometimes blue epic, Homeland.
I will rub the dust of your great ones on my face,
Rub on the most sacred words in my heart,
My mother's dear bread is rubbed with salt.
Look at the verses that are free,
My Qur'an, my homeland, which I have returned to my homeland.
What do I call the world? This is an old garden,
Every ant, every raven, walks in what it knows.
I will never see your hills, I will stain,
O radiant earth that is the sky to the stars.
The heavens are earth, the earth is heaven, Motherland.
I'm an epkin or a nasim on your trail,
The leaf is yours, if I am yours, I am yours.
Your word will remain in the eyes of your gazelles,
I'm with you, I'm with you,
My great caravan on the great road, Motherland.
VATAN QOSHIGI - Sirojiddin Sayyid
I love my country,
My soul is my homeland.
The stars are my eyes,
My heaven is my homeland.
My lashes are sheets,
The moon shines on the pages.
Stones are also weapons,
Homeland of light is my statement.
Mountain - Bukhara grandfather,
The garden is my spring grandfather.
Timur is my riding grandfather,
My kingdom is my homeland.
My patterned cradle,
My sunny door.
The song my father sang,
My dear homeland.
I have a lot of free intentions,
The dearest is Hürriyet.
Your honor is eternity
Honor is the glory of the Motherland.
My way is always bright,
My heart said this lion.
Homeland - thank you sister,
My motherland is Vatan.
LEARNING THE COUNTRY - Sirojiddin Sayyid
I did not learn the homeland from gold,
I didn't learn it from hur or pari.
The lines of the palms are the letter as well
Wrinkles were my map.
In these letters I saw the first homeland,
I learned the Homeland from my own mother.
Their eyes were kind,
Oyu became the example faces of the sun.
My body grew, filled,
Homeland news became great words.
I was standing under his eyebrows,
I learned the Homeland from these eyes.
I didn't learn it from Nokas, I
I didn’t learn it from foreign muscles.
Name, I learned it from debts,
I learned it from John Khas.
I used to walk on deer trails,
I learned the Homeland from the trails.
Heavens above my head,
The herbs I took from my heart,
Inks from basil ink.
I took eyes from the springs, glances,
I also wore a flower,
I learned the Homeland from herbs.
From the bar that has always been dear to me,
From the moment I crawled out of my cradle,
From old age to old age,
I grew up remembering your hard work.
I learned like a cuckoo,
I learned the Homeland from the owners.
The value of a loaf of bread is known to a thousand people,
I took a class when I drank water.
In the languages of the nightingales, this teaching,
You are a teacher, you are an eternal teacher.
I built my homeland from proverbs,
I learned the Motherland through hard work.
MY COUNTRY - Khurshid Davron
So green is my homeland -
Green as the first leaf of spring.
My homeland is so beautiful -
My homeland is as young as a flower perfume.
Homeland, you are like my heart,
It is as clear and bright as my stomach.
You are like my mother, Motherland,
Blessed and great as my mother.
So bright is my homeland -
Bright as the word ‘I love’.
HOMELAND AND THRESHOLD - Guljamol Askarova
Assalamu alaykum! O blue sky,
You are my holy cradle, Motherland.
When I was called to bright days,
My door to the world is my homeland.
You are as dear to me as breast milk,
I witnessed the childhood harvest.
Welcoming my first step, rejoicing,
I was aware of the secrets of my love.
If I miss traveling around the country,
Homeland with tears of longing.
The way it touches my heart,
Homeland starting from my doorstep.
The first word I said came into the world,
My Uzbekistan watching the roads.
Shining like the sun, smiling, laughing,
My Uzbekistan holding out its hands.
You're a mother, you're a father, you're great,
Homeland bilan in your name
It will come to you in this world
And one day they will return to you, Motherland.
My first greeting was,
A place that welcomed my first step.
My heart is full of love,
My saint, O Uzbekistan.
VATAN NADIR - Arif Stop
Homeland rare, homeland rare?
Homeland is the cradle, homeland is the grave.
Even if you come into this world,
Your departure is also in the homeland.
Drops of umbilical cord blood,
The soil left by the ancestors.
Bloody, dead,
Alar bois purple soil.
What did you open your eyes to,
And what fascinated you? -
He is the motherland, the flower is the motherland,
He put you in his arms.
Homeland rare, homeland rare?
Homeland is love, homeland is dignity.
Loyalty and purity
Like a white blanket, a white shroud.
He is a faithful companion to you,
Love is stronger than a friend.
Worth it for him -
Flag from the bottom of your heart!
Fatherland, motherland,
Homeland, a homeland.
If you call me my world,
Jo aylagil jona, homeland.
Homeland rare, homeland rare,
This is the name of the game -
Do not seek heaven,
The original rizvan is in the homeland.
Whatever you find, find it,
Find your homeland.
The pain of his longing,
Find Bob's royal bar.
If you love him,
Hold on, if necessary.
Grow your homeland in your right chest,
If you have a heart in your left chest!