Thanks to Serdar Kiliç for introducing me to this poem and translating it: Translation Why do you groan, O Watermill; For I’ve troubles, I groan I fell in love with the Lord; For It do I groan They found me on a mountain; My arms and wings they plucked Saw me fit for a watermill;…
Uyghur dutar and poetry-Uchrashqanda
Amazing poem by Abdurehim Ötkür and performance by Abdurehim Heyit Translation (thanks to Arthur Schechter for help): At sunrise, I saw the Sultan of my eyes I said: “Are you the Sultan?” She said: “No, no.” Her eyes are blazing, her hands are hennaed; I said: “Are you Venus?” She said: “No, no.” I said:…