When we met at village-side…

19 November 2021
2800

A crimson dawn had glowed the earth
By time we met at village-side.
I am abstracted, lost in thoughts,
For you’re with me, as if we’re tied.

The grass feels shy for drops of dew
That chill your feet; it blames its blades.
And even wind by you is light,
It’s able not to ruin your plaits.

Translated by Intizar YAGMUROV,
Teacher of Seyitnazar Seydi Turkmen state Pedagocical Institute.