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Memory by Apti Bisultanov

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Memory by Apti Bisultanov

We present you another poem of Apti Bisultanov, which name is “Memory”. The original version of the poem is also available in the text.




Memory / Дагалецамаш / Dagalecamaš

And the rock left standing after a mountain’s collapse
лам хаьрцича тIаьхьабисина берд а
Lam xärciča thäxhabisina berd a
And the savaged people on earth
акхадевлла лела адамаш а
Akxadevlla lela adamaš a
And the shadow left by a toppled rock
берд хаьрцича тIаьхьадисина IиндагIа а
Berd xärciça ţäxhadisina jindagha a
And the wilderness of the graves in heaven
тIомадевлла лела кешнаш а
Thomadevlla lela kešnaš a
And the faces of the Shakhides
шахIидийн яххьаш а
Šahidiyn yaxxhaš a
And the blood of the Chechens splashing heaven and earth
стигланаш а латтанаш а мел ду дIасатоьхна нохчийн цIий а
Stiglanaš a lattanaš a mel du djasatöxna Noxçiyn çiyn a

And the kitten set free at the end of the earth
дуьненан маьIIехь дIахецна цициган кIорни а
Dünenah mäjexh djaxecna cicigan khorni a
And frog tears make the ocean run over
хIорд болабалийтина пхьидан бIаьрхи а
Xhord bolabaliytina pxhidan bjärxi a
And the tortoise set free in the sky
стигла а яьккхина дIахецна уьнтIепхьид а
Stigla a y’kkxina djxecna ünthepxhid a
And the window shattered by a butterfly
поллано кагдина кор а
Pollano kagdina kor a
And this evening
хIара суьйре а
Hara süyre a
And Berlin
Берлин а
Berlin a
And I
со а
So a
And the memories, ants that hurry all over my soul and body
сан са а дегI а мел ду дIасауьду дагалецамийн зинтагий а
San sa a degh a mel du djasaüdu dagalecamiyn zintagiy a
And my prayers, all ending this way:
хIора а ламазна тIаьхьа ас деш долу доIа а:
Hora a lamazna thäxha as deš dolu doja a:
Dear God, let me die in Chechnya!
я АллахI ДегIастанахь валар лолахь суна!
Ya Allah deghatanaxh balar lolaxh suna!


Apti Bisultanov

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