Every moment, Orazin's locks fall from my lap

Orazin yopqach kuzumdin sochilur har lahza yosh

Every moment, Orazin's locks fall from my lap,

My heart finds its star, when the sun sets in my home.

A goat from Qut's stable was the revered guest,

A pious act was the sacrifice of a young lamb.

Every moment, my love for the moon is revealed,

Subhan's bot-bot's breath reveals the season of love.

You do not show kindness, and your speech is harsh,

My tongue will utter the truth, even if it brings a tear to my eye.

If someone seeks to enter my kingdom without permission,

They must give up their life before they can take my soul.

The eternal life you seek is in the garden of Khizr,

Whoever has the cup will enjoy freedom and wealth.

If Navoiy's body lay in a coffin, do not judge it harshly,

For inside it rests the mehrob, the source of all creation.