To'ng'izda rashk bo'lmaydi
Pig doesn't have jealousy
Go'shti harom deydilar,
It is said that its meat is forbidden,
Rashki yo'q, ammo to'ng'iz,
There is no jealousy, but big
Yorin yotga qoshmaydi.
Doesn't put spouse under a stranger*.
Bir maskan bor erkaklar
There is a place, where men
G’urur-orin toptaydi,
Tremple pride-shyness,
Xotinin, qizin sotib,
Selling own wife, daughter,
Davlat yemak g'amlaydi.
Are solicitous about wealth.
Qo’shni qiz chetga ketsa,
Neighbour's daughter goes somewhere,
O’qishga deb o’yladik,
We think - to study,
Xotinchi yo’lga yursa,
She starts a women's way,
Tiriklik deb so’yladik.
The existence we say.
Ularning nomi – dayuslar,
Their names are scoundrels,
Dunyo bundan mayuslar,
Because of them the world is without hope,
Nahot hazar qilmaydi,
Don't they really disdain,
Kimligini bilmaydi.
Don't know who they are.
Ularning nomi – dayuslar,
Their names are scoundrels,
Dunyo bundan mayuslar,
Because of it the world is without hope,
Nahot hazar qilmaydi,
Don't they really disdain,
Or nomusin toptaydi,
Tremple pride-shyness,
Ularning nomi - dayuslar!
Their names are scoundrels!
Peshona taqdir debon,
Saying, that it is fated, that it is destiny,
So’ylar bizga ertaklar,
They tell us tall stories**,
Insonmas, hayvondanda,
They are not people, they a born from animals,
Jirkanch, dayus erkaklar.
Disgusting men-scoundrels.
Xotin anday, er bunday
As wives, such husbands
Ko’kragi to’la g’ururlar,
Full of pride.
Qiyomatning belgisi,
They are the sign of the end of our days,
Xabar osha dayuslar
This scoundrels - the sign of this end.
Bolalik to’yin ko’rib,
On the marriage of their sons,
Ho’p o’zlari yayradi,
They had fun,
Lekin o’z qizlariga
But didn't find their daughters
Baxtni ravo kormadi…
Worthy of happiness.
Ularning nomi – dayuslar,
Their names are scoundrels,
Dunyo bundan mayuslar,
Because of them the world is without hope,
Nahot hazar qilmaydi,
Don't they really disdain,
Kimligini bilmaydi.
Don't know who they are.
Ularning nomi – dayuslar,
Their names are scoundrels,
Dunyo bundan mayuslar,
Because of it the world is without hope,
Nahot hazar qilmaydi,
Don't they really disdain,
Or nomusin toptaydi,
Tremple pride-shyness,
Ularning nomi - dayuslar!
Their names are scoundrels!