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Wind blows on the ground,
Cranes flying in the sky.
Mountains and hills, fields and fields,
It turns like a rainbow,
My eyes are full,
Welcome, spring, Navruz!
A flower that overcomes winter,
A flower that teaches life lessons.
I know, for us
The sun has borne you, flower!
My boy is a rich man,
Welcome, spring, Navruz!
Roll up your sleeves, waist down,
Ambitiously ambushing the opponent,
The fight is over, boy
Walking around, sometimes "hoy-hoy".
My forehead is full of stars,
Welcome, spring, Navruz!
The girl who lit the fire in the oven,
The girl wearing the jumpsuits.
Throwing stones at Sumalak,
The girl who just stared with a smile.
Oh my sister, my black eyes,
Welcome, spring, Navruz!
White poplar, blue poplar,
What do you need from us?
Tulip or chuchmoma,
Can I make it?
My face is full of laughter,
Welcome, spring, Navruz!
Bahadir HALIMOV
source: gulxan.uz
