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| SULTANBAY: |
Look
here; I’m going to bazaar. You admonish Gulchohra.
Explain to her. Otherwise, by God, I’ll kill
all of you. |
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Íå
goes to bazaar
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| ASYA:
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(to
Telli angrily) What could we poor girls
do? What’s our fault? Gulchohra admires à riff-raff.
Àó giz, go and call Gulchohra. |
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Òålli
goes
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| ASYA:
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Oh
my God! See the boldness of the girl! She says
to her father openly, that she fell in love
with the cloth-peddler. Her action is disastrous. |
Gulchohra
and Telli ñîme. Gulchohra falls to bed again.
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Music
Asya
and Telli sing
That
is enough pining, moaning. (2)
Why
do you shed tears so much (2)
Ðîåâ
he deserve your loving soul, (2)
Your
father is à stranger for you! (2)
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| GULCHOHRA: |
Arshin
mal alan, Arshin mal alan
I
cannot live, my will left me.
I
admire you. You are my captor.
I
cannot live. My will left me.
I
used not to know, what sense had the love.
I
used not to have hardships and torments, yar.*
I
loved only you, you don’t mercy me,
You
made me grieve. I am on fire, my love. |
| ASYA
and TELLI: |
That
is enough pining, moaning (2)
Why
do you shed tears so much? (2)
It
does not suit you groaning, girl! (2)
Come
with us you also be gay (2)
Try
to deserve your father's fame, (2)
Come
on and keep your honest name. (2)
Music
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Curtain
falls.
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