Ömer Heyyam rubaiyliri
( Tallanma )

Uyghur

1
Közüng ach! yultuzni qoghlidi quyash,
Zulmetlik kök tangni eylidi hapash.
Goyaki zersiman nur talasida
Sultanning shéshisi eylendi baghash.

2
Qoyulsa sayida bir ésil dastan,
Bir komzek muselles, bir xalta talqan.
Jarangliq naxshamgha eyliseng tengkesh,
Chöllermu men üchün biliner bostan.

3
Biz üchün qonalghu goya bu jahan,
Kündüz hem tün uning ishiki haman.
Ötüptu shunche téz, bolmastin hayal,
Talay shan - shewketlik padishah - xaqan.

4
Sükütsiz jim turmas saye biz goya,
Turarmiz penerdek aylinip uda .
Tün nisbi etrapqa yayghanda étek,
Séhriger qolida chachtuq nur - ziya.

5
Kainat düm qilip qoyulghan qazan,
Yürimiz uningda ömilep haman.
Bash urup anga biz tilisek shepqet,
Turar u sen , mendek sürmestin zuwan.



The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam of Naishapur
( Extract )

Edward Fitzgerald

I
Wake! For the Sun, who scarttered info dlight
The Stars before him from the Field of Night,
Drives Night along with them from Heaven, and strikes
The Sultan's Turret with a Shaft of Light.

II
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread - and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness _
Oh , Wilderness were Paradise snow!

III
Think, in this battered Carawanserai
Whose Portlas are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan With his Pomp
Abode his destined Hour, and went his way.

IV
We are no other than a moving row
Of Magic Shadow _ shapes that come and go
Round with the Sun _ ill umined Lantern held
In Midnight by the Master of the Show.

V
And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky,
Whereunder crawling cooped we live and die,
Lift not your hands to It for help _ for It
As impotently moves as you or I.