Ýeri men nirä gitmeli?!

Ýeri men nirä gitmeli?!

Eger bu ýerde-de göz ýaşyna sarpa goýulmaýan bolsa;
Ýeri men nirede aglamaly?

Eger bu ýerem ruhuň göterilmesi üçin dogry ýer bolmasa;
Ýeri men nirede uçmaly?

Eger bu ýerem sowallaryň soraljak ýeri bolmasa;
Ýeri men nirede soramaly?

Eger bu ýerem şähdiňi açmajak bolsa;
Ýeri men nirede geplemeli?

Eger bu ýerem meni öz mertebämde kabul etmejek bolsa;
Ýeri men nirä gitmeli?

Eger bu ýerde-de dyrjaşyp kämilleşmejek bolsam;
Ýeri men nirä gitmeli?

Eger bu ýerde-de göz ýaşyna sarpa goýulmaýan bolsa;
Ýeri men nirede aglamaly?

Awtor: “Arkaro daýym, 1998” 😉


Eseriň originaly:

If this is not a place where tears are understood,
Where do I go to cry?

If this is not a place where my spirits can take wing,
Where do I go to fly?

If this is not a place where my questions can be asked,
Where do I go to seek?

If this is not a place where my feelings can be heard,
Where do I go to speak?

If this is not a place where you will accept me as I am,
Where do I go to be?

If this is not a place where I can try to learn and grow,
Where can I just be me?

If this is not a place where tears are understood,
Where can I go to cry?

Arcaro, uncle of Kecheli, 1998 😉