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şeirlər  poems






           This voice excited me,
           Became a sea and swallowed me.
           Who loved and forgot me…
           My God, take me away from the hands of this voice!


           This voice took me to the mountains and desert,
           To the hundreds of battles.
           I wanted to go towards the spring –
           It took me towards the winter.
           My God, take me away from the hands of this voice!


           Put an end to it, what I have seen
           Made me goggle-eyed...
           My heart became a mill,
           Milled grief and sorrow –
           My God, take me away from the hands of this voice!
























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