On the Roof
I went and saw two mice playing on the roof
I ran and fell on my face
I gave blood to the ground
the earth gave me grass
I gave the grass to the sheep
The sheep gave me butter
I gave the butter to an old woman
The old woman gave me Goghal
I gave the Goghal to a Mullah
The Mullah gave me a book
I gave the book to God
God gave me life.
My Daughter
My daughter, my lovely one
My song, my saz
May your days be full of flowers
May your life be full of joy
May you see sweet dreams
May you gather flowers in your dreams
Don't be dishonest,
May your days be sweet sugar
May you give your mother flowers
May you give you her stalks of wheat
You are my duck, my goose
My beautiful voice
With you, the day is heaven
You're my heart my soul
You're the blood in my veins
You're my candy, my sugar crystal
You're my wish, my life
All of your words are dear to me
Your smile is the world
Your clothes are are so colorful
My daughter, how beautiful!
Spring days
Come, come spring days.
The years dearest days.
Melt the snow in the mountains,
Melt the snow in the gardens.
Let the rivers overflow,
Let the fields touch the sky.
May The trees flowers open
Let the leaves be like petals.
-Mirza Alekber Sabir
Let Novruz Come
Every moment of the holiday,
The kids are happy
They run around the gardens
The adults are proud
They wash their hands and faces
They put on new clothes
They are happy, they are dancing
Life is smiling on them
They congratulate everyone
They kiss their brothers and sisters
They hug each other as they see each other
All of their relatives
It's every child's wish that
Novruz comes every year
Pockets full of candy
May everyday be a holiday
Maqsud Hacıyev
