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Uzeyir Hajibayov
Arshin mal alan
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ÀÑÒ I

Askar's flat. À well furnished room. There is à carpet on the floor. Two armchairs and à table are in the center of the rîîm. Askar is sitting on the right, and the aunt is sitting on the left.

Vali is standing near the door ready to serve. Music is playing. The curtain rises, Askar is singing.

My love sounds out like à ney,* if it could see my nice beloved

Music

My love sounds out like à ney, if it could see my nice beloved.
The sounding of ney will not be ceased, if is not found my beloved. (2)

Music

Oh come and help me my fortune, my soul is in disarray.

Music

Oh come and help me my fortune, my soul is in disarray.
Had I such à lovely lady, grief would be ceased forever.

Music

The sounding of ney will not be ceased, if is not found my nice beloved.

Music

JAHAN:

May I sacrifice myself for you Askar, what has happened? Why do you sing so sadly? When one listens to your singing his heart breaks.

ASKAR: If you are concerned, dear aunt, it means you have à spirit!
JAHAN: I can't understand you, may I sacrifice myself for you, say it once more, in order that I could understand.
ASKAR: I have not said such à serious word to repeat it... Look here, aunt. Say, it shouldn’t be so. If the world comes and passes away so, what will be the end of it? What will happen to us?
JAHAN: May I sacrifice myself for you, God bless us, what can happen to the world?
ASKAR: In brief, I say, what will be the end of it? What can be the result of it? For instance, let’s imagine we grew up and gained à perfect age. God bless us, we have riches and à great estate. But you know this is not à satisfaction either, and it can't calm à human being's heart. There is à need for something more. Àm  I right or wrong?
JAHAN: May I sacrifice myself for you, surely you are right! But I didn't entirely understand what you said.
ASKAR: My talk is obvious, dear aunt! The thing is that I glance to the left, I glance to the right, I see that something is missing.
JAHAN: Oh my God! If something is missing at home, send the boy to the market to buy it. There is no problem, why do you worry?
ASKAR: You don't understand what I mean. I talk to you about à great thing, but you talk to me about shopping. Frankly speaking, I’d like to know what’s the purpose of life? I have got riches, much money. But this owner of riches also must own one thing. On the contrary, someone who doesn’t own wealth and riches has à flock in his family.


 





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