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(In immitation of Fedorov’s poetry) It is getting lighter, violet morning nears, While the hazy crescent in sadness disappears. The stars up in the skies melting away in peace, The leaves start rustling, patted by...

My child, work hard until day comes to an end, That’s what Allah wants, for that he will commend. After a fruitful day you will sleep well at night, Get up in the morning and...

I met some charismatic men who from within were rotten, Godless people to avoid – this rule I had forgotten. By their deceptive smiles I got carried away, How could I so rashly my ideals...

These people desperately want us all to leave: “This land is wrong for you, under the Sultan live,” We disagree, refusing to surrender to these lies, For every ten spies here, there will be fifteen...

It is the crack of dawn, another senseless day about to start, First sleep escaped me, nightmares then tore me all apart. I’m all alone, whoever comes, he’s not the one I chose. He sits...

If you see a beggar approaching your door, Be merciful to him, his needs do not ignore. You are no different – we are all great Allah’s slaves, This man begs for your mercy, a...

I am really proud of our Tatar youth. I like the way they learn, discovering the truth. Their thoughts are so inspiring, deep and bright, Talented young people – what a joyful sight! This generation...

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...

Fame and glory is not why poetry you write, Don’t hide your soul, leave it in full sight. Stop complaining, humbly suffer through your pain. There’s more to talent than prominence and fame. 1913 В...

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...