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The name of Tukay means a whole epoch in the intellectual development of the Tatar people, its literature, art and the whole culture making....

1908 year

Gabdulla Tukay The Reply

Pushkin and Lermontov, two poets, two stars… The third one is Tukai, he comes from the Tatars. The venom you just drank exacerbates the pain, Dreams of fortune and fame drive you insane. The sea...

Gabdulla Tukay It Must Be Him

He’s the king of gossip, knows every tale. Recently he bought a suit on sale. A dandy, indeed, welcome everywhere, Of his dancing prowess he’s quite aware. No question, he knows how to snoop In...

Gabdulla Tukay So Let Her Laugh 

“Stop tormenting yourself: this girl is not for thee She loves thee not, it is not meant to be.” “Indeed, she makes a fool of me, I know,   So what… Her teeth are white...

Gabdulla Tukay Advice 

My dear friend, please listen to my advice: Conceal your secrets, or you’ll pay a price. Your tears, grief and laughter you should hide. Your soul’s a treasure box, your greatest source of pride. How...

Gabdulla Tukay It’s a holiday!

The world is joyful and merry today, People have gathered for their holiday. Everybody here is jubilant and gay, A young man strums the saz – it’s a holiday! The sun in the sky wears...

Gabdulla Tukay Betrayed

I had enough of mockery to crack my heart, We were together but now it is time to part. Not to the Quran’s ayats you chose to adhere, You deceived me with sweet nothings, now...

Gabdulla Tukay Truth and Lies

There was nothing but water ages ago. Truth and Lies swam together — two bitter foes. Almighty Tengri sent them just one boat, But they were eager to cut each other’s throat. It didn’t take...

Gabdulla Tukay Your Hand

Your hand makes happy me, I’m your slave, Your magic touch is a caressing wave, It shines like gold fish in a summer pond. An angel’s hand and yours in a friendly bond, My wounded...


Gabdulla Tukay If Not For…

So cold’s the finest art without a flaming heart. The rose in bloom is pale without a nightingale. The poet extols your image in disguise, You trust the mirror – your reflection lies. There are...