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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....

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Gabdulla Tukay My Native Tongue 

Oh, my native tongue, there is no other Like the one spoken by my father and mother. Whatever I have learned since when I was young It is all thanks to you, my sweet native...

Gabdulla Tukay Autumn 

Look around, my friends, autumn is here, And winter in its white cloak is already near. The birds are moving southward, flying far away, They have a better place where it is safe to stay....

Gabdulla Tukay To a Disgraced Tatar Girl 

You stand alone, from your friends apart. I feel your pain and moan, it breaks my heart. Yellow like parchment is your grieving face, With desperation filled and torment of disgrace. Like a discarded puppy...

Gabdulla Tukay Two Suns 

The earth lights up when the sun its journey starts. When Sahibjamal appears on stage, she wins her people’s hearts. The Creator has given these two such a magnificent glow, While the Sun shines in...

Gabdulla Tukay Bitter Plight  

I wonder what would happen if I wasn’t born at all? Poison seals my fate, forsakes my wretched soul. My life goes by in circles, year after year, I suffer through the winter, till summer’s...

Gabdulla Tukay Man in Love 

When a lad is cheerful, joking all the time, There should be something he intends to hide. His love he is concealing, this miserable liar, No smoke to see around, but he’s indeed on fire....

Gabdulla Tukay Lament

We all are so sinful, vile and spoiled inside. Captured by corruption, in evil we abide. Cherishing wrong values, not willing to repent, We sell our souls for nothing, not even for a cent. Filthy...

Gabdulla Tukay I Will Not Sell Out

A sacred work for people was to you assigned. But then a bunch of fiends entrapped your mind. They said you must adjust to this imperfect age, Unless against its rules you plan a war...

Gabdulla Tukay Evening Wish 

The light in the flickering lamp is about to expire, I have a burning ember in my breast, my thoughts are dire. I better hurry up with my poem – the lamp is out of...

Gabdulla Tukay Recollections

Life in paradise – that’s what Iblis recalls when he is tired, I am tired of myself, I wish I was again a child. Those days my soul, like water in the creek, was fresh...