Lamento
The Master of the World and Mankind! Bend our steps to the way of the faithful, whom You are benefactor for!
Oh, Man, Giving your sympathy to me! Tell me, where is my homeland?
It’s a Great Bazaar, which meets people and makes them friends.
My Home, Your knowledge, richness and glory were known to the whole world. Where is all that now?
The moon wept, the world got mad when My Home had perished.
God has created us happy, but we are strangers for this land.
The Earth, support me giving a force of a seven days-aged foal.
Only you, oh God, being infinitely kind is worthy of worship.
Times are troubled; the ways to the Light are vague. Let’s join our hands and may be we reach the beams.
Keep us away from sufferings of the Hell.
Oh, God Almighty! The Master of the World and Mankind! Everything goes back to you. Kindness results from You only. Bend our steps to the way of the faithful. Keep us from the sufferings of the Hell. Show us the way of the faithful whom You are Benefactor for.
Oh, Man, giving your sympathy to me. Tell me? What’re the waters of my Homeland? They are said to be too deep and too cold.
Oh, Man, giving your sympathy to me. Tell me where is my Homeland?
I would have crept on my bleeding knees towards if I had known the way. Autumn nights are cold, autumn days are cold. Nobody helps me in a stranger’s land in despite of my tears, prayers and entreaties.
Oh, Man, giving your sympathy to me. Tell me where is my Homeland?
Great Bazaar sells and buys everything. Pearls and corals are sold there. Caravans from all over the world deal there. Bazaar meets people and makes them friends.
The whole world is a Great Bazaar.
My homeland, I greet you through centuries. You showed your glory and knowledge to the world. Your holy children defied ignorance and stupidity. Nowadays there are cold ruins and dip pits instead of your previous glory. The world was struck by envy at seeing of your richness. Where is all that now? Your learned girls having chosen an underground passage to the places of studying hid their beauty. The holy well is deep it’s full of water. Only your name, my Homeland, is survived, but you have perished. Pilgrims weep with bloody tears when they haven’t found you.
A black cloud covered the sky. Lightning broke the sky in pieces. Green thundering rain streamed down to the ground. Groaning people fell down lifeless. And the Earth opened out to swallow them up. The waters of my Homeland roared like lions. Starry heaven mixed up with Earthy one. The sky turned over. The Moon wept, the waves struck the shores, and the world got mad fearing that what had been done.
Oh, my sad and tender muse. Your song was short. You are broken, candles are blown out. My soul is leaving the cage of this world.
Mother of the Earth is a wonderful woman.
Father of the Sky is a red-bearded man.
Give strengths to my roots to survive.
The Mother of Earth, support me by giving a force of a seven-days-aged foal.
Father of the Sky, shower me the rain of your beams.
Emperor of the 18 thousands of inhabited Universes! You are the only Master of my World. Only You are infinitely kind. Only You, oh, my God, is worthy of worship. Only You are always alive. Only You are always sleepless. Forgive my sins; keep me away from sufferings of the Hell.
I’ve asked flowers, where is my beloved? They were full of surprise. They pointed to your house.
The windows of your house are brighter than the bright stars. They called me: Come to your beloved. Let the birds of the world sing him your love songs…
Black forest, thick forest, how can I reach the Light?
Times are troubled. The ways are vague. Can people of sad fate reach the Truth?
Oh, God Almighty! The Master of the World and Mankind! Everything goes back to you. Kindness results from You only. Bend my steps to the way of the faithful. Keep me from the sufferings of the Hell. Show me the way of the faithful whom You are Benefactor for.
Masguda Shamsutdinova
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