I haven’t ever spared myself…

Literature
30 November 2021
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I haven’t ever spared myself
In joy, in sorrow or in rough.
My crying made recluses gasp,
Was strange for lucky ones my laugh.

I had a zeal in love as well,
With it my heart pervaded was.
In love I used to disregard
My darling’s merits and her flaws.

Translated by Intizar YAGMYROV,
Teacher of Seyitnazar Seydi Turkmen State Pedagogical Institute.
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