Aziz Isa Elkun
The bird’s song starts at dawn
They sing in the blossom garden
I am an explorer, alone with my loneliness
Oh my homeland ,my soul hurts missing you
A sensation is growing in me on the first day of Nowruz
I wonder if what I used to call Spring is coming?
The nightingale has come today to be my soulmate
Is my love growing like ears of wheat?
Aziz Isa Elkun
From the morning when the spring bird sings,
From the garden full of spring scent,
From the gust of wind which kisses my chin and flees
I ask if my spring has arrived
Elkun is thinking of the distant past
Desiring every long awaited spring
Wishing for the early return of dark winter,
I ask if my spring has arrived
Aziz Isa Elkun
Translated from Uyghur by Abdusami Sadir
The shadow of the full moon over Ayvalik1
Is drifting on the Marmara Sea tonight.
It is dancing with the lively fish,
Singing praises of love!
On the opposite shore
I am subject to solitude.
With yesterday’s thoughts and feelings
Only adding to my sorrow and confusion.
