Sunday, October 28, 2018

Traveling northeast

(1141)  Van paharer aral diye

By forest and hills concealed,
The sun, it is setting.
Light is fading, darkness thickens;
Daytime, where does it go missing?

When the sun had been risen,
Colors had formed on the darkness.
Along with the setting sun,
They pass into oblivion.

Upon a seven-shaded chariot,
Sun arrives in white heavens.
Crimson-colored mind, intoxicated,
Takes a look skyward.

Come sun once more, please do appear;
On earth's bosom, cast a smile sweet.
Living beings, your warmth chasing,
They gaze to the east.

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