Munavvar Boltayeva (poem)
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A PEASANT WOMAN
Like makeup absorbed into the soil,
The perfume is a drop of sweat on her forehead,
Fashion is living without knowing what it is,
Working in harmony with nature.
Peasant women have a lot of work,
She carried her child on her back,
There is no time to complain about his life,
The sun has dusted his face...
Her hair is also collected without make-up,
It has a sense of delicacy.
Courage increased, Strength decreased,
He fought to stay alive.
Farmer woman, awaken the woman in you,
Be weak like a real woman, cry, caress.
Laying your head on the man's chest
Put on perfume and makeup like everyone else.
Farmer woman, do not forget all your fatigue!
Get your voice out! Shout!
Cry! Light cake a bit!
But don't cut off your feminine heart,
you need yourself, don't forget that.
Peasant woman, you are an elegant woman,
You are a woman who loves the earth by holding
the hands of her children...
Munavvar Boltayeva, Uzbekistan
