Poems about Uzbek and nation

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UZBEK COTTON

There are congratulations in the world
One is more beautiful than the other,
There are congratulations in the world
One is better than the other.
And but in this world
Never to be found
From the congratulations of the motherland
A higher feeling.

This is my little life
I tied it to the country,
Like the son of a ketmonchi
I love him, I'm alive.
The amber system
It's like a grain
Strong this line
I share your destiny.

Around the world in the morning
A message fluttered its wings,
Uzbek has its own word again
Priority froze.
The symbol is in the talotop
Triumphant,
Let the Uzbeks beat again
He landed on a slope.

A million-year-old word melts
Cotton in our dictionary,
Started in the grooves
The mothers were in labor.
Position the plant
If the language ends, of course
Cotton variety first
He spoke Uzbek.

The habit shines
Every day the sun,
What secrets are in his heart,
Unimaginable!
The same goes for cotton
Outwardly innocent, meek
And but hard work
To the incomprehensible mind, to the consciousness.

There are people in the world,
The reason for a small wish,
Destroying each other,
It mixes with the soil…
Assembling the clothes of the universe.
This is the Uzbek language,
That is my wish, my people
They take a lifetime.

To our awakened threshing floor
If you make a wreath,
The stars are an example of dew
There will be pearls for him.
The child stayed at home
From Mushtipar's bride
Hizrsifat cholgacha.
It's everyone's job!

My people, you are hands
He set the table,
Bless you too
I say be stable.
Wake up to this blend too
He stretched out his hand to the sun
To the magnificent statue
I say get the foundation!
1981

Abdulla Oripov

UZBEKIM WITH TAJIK

A friend is a brother from the beginning
Uzbek with Tajik,
Both are from a byte gazelle
My Uzbek with Tajik.

How can I compare?
This is a sweet word of friendship,
Sweet from honey, honey,
My Uzbek with Tajik.

Fortunately, Navoi is always there
There is a total
From the foundation we laid,
My Uzbek with Tajik.

If you understand,
We are a double planet,
These are the words of Ali from Zuhala,
My Uzbek with Tajik.

You are the head of a team
I am the head of a family
From the constant sowing of the earth,
My Uzbek with Tajik.

This is for two dear friends
I wish, forever
A meaningful example from Topsa,
My Uzbek with Tajik.
1982

Abdulla Oripov

I AM UZBEK

This is the threshold of a new century,
I have reached the jubilee of my life.
Thanksgiving on my tongue, a flower on my tongue,
I came to the sarcophagus of history:

- Here I am - Uzbek, hold it in my hand
And a book where all my deeds are written.
That's why I go in and out,
That is why the sun is in me.

I am Uzbek, inshallah, my faith is whole
My tongue is not short of humanity.
I am equal to someone, superior to someone
Sincerely yours,

I'm Uzbek, sometimes I laugh,
Sometimes it’s a disaster that comes out of me.
Although I took the world, I became a warrior,
I can't stand baby crying.

I am Uzbek, no matter how much I suffer,
I was right to myself, I am right to myself.
I did not bow to the enemies I lived,
I am a nation that has achieved its freedom to this day.

Independence, from the forehead of the country,
Tole, don't leave us god.
Here, on the threshold of a new century
I passed. In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful
2000

Abdulla Oripov

UZBEK MOTHER

You are great, you are great,
You are the sun, you are the sun,
You are the sweetest thing in the world,
It's time to dump her and move on.
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.

I have praised you as Tomaris,
You are the watchman who shook the cradle of Timur,
You are my grandmother, rare,
It's time to dump her and move on.
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.

It is not in vain that the Motherland is called the Mother,
When the mother commands, she does not turn back,
You are the Ka'bah, the Holy House,
It's time to dump her and move on.
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.

What didn't happen to you,
Your destiny is like a homeland,
Although Babur is a king, he is poor,
It's time to dump her and move on.
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.

The future mare is at your wedding,
Paradise is definitely under your feet,
The homeland is where you are,
It's time to say goodbye
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.

I bow to you this time
The most royal byte for you,
Say your prayers to the Head of State,
It's time to say goodbye
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.
March 1999, 6

Abdulla Oripov

PEOPLE

Everything passes, career, glory,
Sweeter than sweet, bitter than bitter.
One day there will be dust, even unparalleled sunshine,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

Sometimes we cried, sometimes we laughed,
Sometimes we were hammers, sometimes we were sandals,
At last we laughed and were lucky,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

Your name is black - cotton, you,
What I swallowed was my clot, it's you,
It's the board you hit at the time, aren't you ?!
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

The forehead of the Uzbek is made of steel,
He created his work through blame, hard work,
In a word - created from labor,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

There is a legend of infinity when you listen to this hand,
This leader has a leader, a poet, a song,
There is a desk worth a thousand wise men,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

We are not angels, this is not a secret,
Not every eshan, not every turban,
But the table fee, our hearts are not dirty,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

Remember the ancestors who died in battle,
Don’t forget the grandmothers who picked up the bread and gave it to me.
Do not forget the prayers of faith,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

Amalparast, when you are not lazy, after all,
If you don't eat something, you will have a mouth,
We are all kings, we are all poor!
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

The only thing left to do is to remember the past.
Human dignity comes from a high nation,
Uzbeks are infected with this quality by nature.
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

Whether he is a scientist or a cotton grower, he is a man,
That is, the servant of Allah is one world, each
My Uzbek is my parent, my Uzbek is my father,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

Obviously, justice will be the eyes and eyebrows of the people.
If you hit it, it will be flour, and if you curse it, it will be curse,
The country will be the head of the country,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

You have set out on a great journey, I will be your companion, my people,
I am your child, you will support, I will be your support, my people,
Your sorrow is in many dealings, I will be your friend, my people,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
1994

Abdulla Oripov

PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION

People deliberately do not weave transplants,
The lifespan of the transplants will be longer.
Let me tell you one:
Do good - your tongue will be long.

Thoughtful but another aspect,
We are a people who do good.
We are constantly blamed,
Tell us when our tongue will be long.
1992

Abdulla Oripov

Tired on the road alone, pondering,
Confess all humiliations with all your heart,
Stepping out of the city of truth,
The country is going to the bottom.

Gardanda load large… Paymonasi lim,
Without looking back,
Reprimand, silent, listening to insults,
The Motherland is swallowing my pain at every moment

The horizon is invisible… .The ruling night,
The desert has become a market, alas!
The seller is a fraud, the buyer is cursed.
Homeland sells its value cheaply

Instead of flowering, wither every spring,
Without a drop of water coming from the vein,
Only in the hope of the Creator,
Homeland awaits the real owner

Expressive language

From an old willow cradle
The universe that began.
Claims to you
I love not doing
One day as my sister
One day my mother-
Homeland
Your identity
I love knowingly.

It's too loose
Drawers,
Eat your salt last night,
Sold toras.
Now I regret it
Hole holes
I'm by your side
I love a smile.

I like your place
Heaven's fluid
I look the same
Four
liquid on the side
It's on my heels
Tico's liquid
Even a giraffe from the palm
I love it.

If you sink,
Tur is my sister
I would like to have a shave
If you swear
I say sister
I wish you life
I'm not angry with you
I'm not angry
Hoh homray
Hoh smile
I love Birday

Homeland- of my heart
Olympian
This world is a fat one
King of Jiydang!
With tears in my eyes
Sometimes milking,
Grown in my chest
I love flowers.

In this bright world
You're welcome
Under the slice
Novvot-zarimsan
You are my only one
You are my prophet
I am Bilal,
I am Habash-
I love slaves !!!

M. Yusuf

Homeland nadur? let the lighted walls say,
Let the boys who gave their lives for the homeland say.
Let the people who are far away tell their homeland,
You are my refuge, my wing, my Uzbekistan.
Without you, my caravan of empty vibrating life,
My nameless dream darkens on the horizon.
Homeless cocaine shakes my dear,
You are my refuge, my wing, my Uzbekistan.

My childhood was free, my youth was free,
My golden place facing the qibla.
The window where my parents came in,
You are my refuge, my wing, my Uzbekistan.
God is my homeland,
You are the legacy of my ancestors.
You are my heart, you are my love, my faith,
You are my refuge, my wing, my Uzbekistan.
Homeland nadur? let the lighted walls say,
Let the boys who gave their lives for the homeland say.
Let the people who are far away tell their homeland,
You are my refuge, my wing, my Uzbekistan.

Without you, my caravan of empty vibrating life,
My nameless dream darkens on the horizon.
Homeless cocaine shakes my dear,
You are my refuge, my wing, my Uzbekistan.

I woke up with a heart attack,
I woke up feeling homesick.
I woke up waiting for the way of hope,
My homeland I miss you.
When the morning dawns,
When you wake up in the middle of the night,
My homeland I miss you.
Whispers on the horns are the last leaves
Autumn lightning flashes through the window
A strange trembling in my tongue
I miss you, my country
I asked the babies and they said Vatan Vatan
I asked the mothers and they said they were my children
My ancestors said Iman is pure soil
My homeland, I miss you

THE FLAG OF UZBEKISTAN
Of any army
It has its own flag,
From which kingdom are you,
Which country are you less than.
Among the castles
You are a fortress priority,
Vallamat, my native land,
Great Republic.
I think, yes, in the universe
In most cases, the relative erur,
From the depths of time
Everything will pass.
For history and but
Who can guarantee,
A single person is a traveler:
Come and go.

In ancient times
Greek sculptor,
He created an art,
The goal - a loaf of bread.
The statue is centuries old
To withstand the test,
Today it's blue
The whole world rises.

Open your eyes wider
If you look at this problem,
To the point of pain
Low human race,
Only the people own
Sofa to this world,
Asragay is everyone's name
Only the life of the people.

Sanasang has plenty of events
In the history of Uzbekistan,
A letter to each
Or the end of the epic.
This is not the case
For centuries,
Each is a nation
Let's be proud.

It is obvious to everyone
These are the words I said,
Still nervous
Kindness is a bad past.
Read to Mazi
Hair and anger,
But tell me, Uzbek
Who is holding his hand?

One day a wild poet
That is, Turdi Fergani,
To this ring that is a bolt
The merger called out.
He remained unanswered
His painful question,
The same ground is deaf,
The same gung sun.

Take a look today
You are on this flag,
One minute to go
Forget the cakes.
This flag is our name
Taken away,
This flag united
Parokanda Uzbek.
1984

Abdulla Oripov

Autumns that are carefully sewn to the world
He noticed a difficult situation.
Don't go for less that your full potential.
Toles fell asleep.

For seventy years, the Qur'an, the Torah,
The bees are helpless, the women are Europeans.
Zamon duradgori as ?? bob-s ?? roks ?? iz
The sloping roof slammed shut.

It's raining cats and dogs, it's raining saffron,
Harmony in okmok instead of rivers.
Each king issued a decree,
The rest fell to pollute each other.

Everywhere the governor hak, the dignitaries won,
The law is theirs.
Ang was left with a great guilt,
The punishment was passed on to others.

I admire the Uzbek nation,
You have filled your husband with sickness and disease.
In response to such a catastrophe,
Look, your foundation is crumbling.

You have work to do in the evening, and remember in the morning,
A ?? rok, sleep bupti bar s ??'tikoding.
Shoot flying from the world stage,
The rest of you fell into the pool.

The stars opened by Ulugbek,
Salts your old Urgench in the milk.
The alien autumns of the earth's ganjlaring,
Searching, digging, carrying, hiding.

A ?? echun koralays ?? an s ?? en uz utmishing,
A ?? mir xam uz kishing, khan xam uz kishing.
Can I see your growth,
But the propellers caught fire.

Boykarong is a murderer, Temur is a murderer,
Manguberding officer, chorus, forehead shur,
A ?? e harob millats ?? an, is there any zur,
The plants laughed uncontrollably.

Jannat uzbekis ?? ton jannating kani,
You made so many cocktails, you cocktails,
Where is your state of refuge and silence,
Every day the dog went to steal the milk.

Uzing buls ?? ang s ?? di uzingga kozi,
We agree that we would be relieved,
Seven yachts burning scales,
Oku went down to measure the black curve.

What you know is cotton,
A ?? kling, tafakkuring axta bulibdur,
Your face is pale, your liver is dry,
Your family tree is falling apart.

Uzin, s ?? lin, tilin nakd s ?? atgan kim u,
That is, three bones in one body,
How many are honored to do so, or,
He went down to ask Davron for an award.

There came a time when Makhtumkuli said,
Forgot the word "good" for bad.
A snake with a wolf fighting for prestige,
The elephants fell in love with the fly.

Human beings are born, not born again,
The creator of the hall will not try again.
A ?? s ?? li ros ?? t thing ?? alar kayta kurilmas ??,
Finally, the water was different and the fire was different.

Hopefully the devil will repeat,
The only hope is to commit adultery,
Because the story is full of lies,
Self-deprecating, he fell into the bus.

That's enough! believe in yourself
Your mind, in short, believe in autumn!
Last time, son, trust your daughter!
Today they got married!

Omon Matjon (1989)

VATAN

Happy birthday this year
Let's face it
A thousand kinds of fruit in your gardens
Both in spring and autumn

Sometimes I have a body
The mountain spreads on the rock
The nightingale accompanies the birds
He is constantly walking in the garden

Give a warm taffeta
A gentle breeze is blowing
Heaven is suddenly home
It comes to my mind

When I fly to the sky, I become a bird
I would say Madhing enthusiastically
With a thousand longings in my heart
I put it back in your arms

When I step on the threshold
I'd like a bouquet of flowers
My pride that kept my head up
Uzbekistan is my homeland

A decision for my nation

Let the loving nation decide one day with a consultation,
Let him repent of what he has done this day,
Let's make this day amazing, all of a sudden,
Ignorance chsl s ?? ahros ?? ida minba'd s ?? abzavor slsun.
This ignorance has made us like four seasons of winter,
Jahonni zimis ?? toni dsnub fas ?? li bahor slsun.
All the necklaces are made of silver and gold.
Solib dorilfununlar makotiblar hazor slsun.
May the generation of the nation always bless us,
Let the scholar help the fun.
Open societies, ksb yigaylik da inos ?? tlar,
So that the milk and the poor bekas are tired.
How many times have we run away, we have progressed,
May this day be a day of compliments and compliments.
The sound of ignorance has always made us unhappy,
May this day be a day of trouble for all of science.
Those who rejoiced at our ignorance,
Let Ksrib be ashamed of our activities.
Who dares to follow these words?
Let his name be known in the world as a warrior.
This day I spoke a little speech until I was able to,
May the influence of God be upon this word.

(Abdullah Qadiri)

He ate sugar to taste Allah
Bandani didi ate pand.

People are the pattern of people who exist
Human beings are better than animals.

A. Navoi

There is no comparison, a river of love,
It looks like Uzbek.
She doesn't tell her children, but
Uzbeks live in the world as children.

If there are ten, the role is different for him:
My son sparks from my fire,
My daughter's face is pink with fairies,
Uzbeks live as if their faces are lolam.

Swing with one hand, Quran with one hand,
Ketmon on one shoulder, faith on the other,
An equal sun,
The Uzbeks live as if they are alive.

Even if his grandmother enters the trigger face,
Which guys are less than their grandparents?
If the grandson is in the same house,
Uzbeks make their beds before they go to bed.

The soil from which the umbilical cord blood drips - glory,
If necessary, besoz bakhsh etaru jan,
Doesn't hit the chest: Homeland, Homeland!
Alpomish looks like an Uzbek boy.

There are ihrams for the worshiper,
Please do not bow down to arrogance,
The cradle is full of little Islam -
Uzbek is like an impenetrable fortress.

(Muhammad Yusuf)