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UzbekFound skin: 67 words & 2 translates
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| The old man was thin and gaunt with deep wrinkles in the back of his neck. The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks | Чол ориқ ва ҳолдан тойган, энсасини чуқур ажинлар тилиб ўтган, бетлари эса қуёш нурининг тропик денгиз юзидан акс этиб чиқишидан пайдо бўладиган беозор тери ракининг жигар ранг доғлари билан қопланган эди. |
| 90. Some of the Desert-Arabs came to make excuses, asking to be granted exemption, while those who were untrue to Allah and His Messenger stayed behind. A painful punishment will afflict those among them who disbelieved. | 90Аъробийлардан узр айтувчилар уларга изн берилишини сўраб келдилар. Аллоҳга ва Расулига ёлғон гапирганлар эса, ўтириб қолдилар. Улардан кофир бўлганларга аламли азоб етадир. |
| Those who had caught sharks had taken them to the shark factory on the other side of the cove where they were hoisted on a block and tackle, their livers removed, their fins cut off and their hides skinned out and their flesh cut into strips for salting. | Акула овлаб келган балиқчилар эса, уларни кўрфазнинг нариги қирғоғидаги заводга топширишарди. У ерда акулаларни блокларга осиб қўйиб, жигарларини суғуриб олишар, қанотларини кесиб, терисини шилишгандан сўнг, гўштини тузлашга паррак-паррак қилиб кесишарди. |
| In the many years I’ve worked there - my last visit ended in October - I have kept asking myself: what is it about this city which draws people in? | Кўп йиллар давомида у ерда ишлаганман - охирги сафарим октябрь ойида ниҳоясига етди. Мен ўзимга савол бераман: бу шаҳар одамларни нимаси билан ўзига жалб қилади? |
| “Fewer people are visiting now,” regrets the royal tombs’ caretaker Habibullah. “But Taliban are asking me about this history.” | "Ҳозир бизга камроқ одам келади, - деб афсусланади мақбара қоровули Ҳабибулла. - Аммо Толибон мендан бунинг тарихини сўраяпти." |
| "I've been asking you to," the boy told him gently. | — Мен сенга қачондан бери овқатланайлик деяпман,— деди меҳрибонлик билан бола.— |
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His face had a wistful, hungry expression. The cheeks were hollow, and the skin seemed stretched a trifle tightly across the cheek-bones. His pale blue eyes were troubled. There was that in them that showed the haunting imminence of something terrible. Doubt was in them, and anxiety and foreboding. The thin lips were thinner than they were made to be, and they seemed to hunger towards the polished frying-pan. |
Очликдаги кўриниш Моргансоннинг юзини тарк этадиганга ўхшамасди, афт-ангори сўлиб, ёноқ суяклари туртиб чиққанди. Нурсиз мовий кўзлари жавдирар; уларда ночорлик олдидаги қўрқув намоён эди. Нигоҳида ёқимсиз кўнгилсизликлар, иккиланиш, ваҳима сезилиб турарди. Табиатан юпқа лаблари яна бир қават пўст бойлаганди. |
| His flour was running short, and he went back to two biscuits in the morning and two biscuits at night. Because, of this his weakness increased and the cold bit in more savagely, and day by day he watched by the dead trail that would not live for him. At last the scurvy entered upon its next stage. The skin was unable longer to cast off the impurity of the blood, and the result was that the body began to swell. His ankles grew puffy, and the ache in them kept him awake long hours at night. Next, the swelling jumped to his knees, and the sum of his pain was more than doubled. | Ун ҳам охирлаб қолганди. Моргансон аввалги меъёрга ўтди – эрталаб иккита кулча, кечқурун икки кулча ерди. У тобора мадорсизланиб борар, изғирин ҳам чимдиб-чимдиб оларди. Шунга қарамай Моргансон кунба- кун йўлни, то ҳамон қасдма-қасдига ҳувиллаб жонсиз ҳолатда ётган йўлни кузатишда давом этарди. Ҳадемай касаллик кейинги босқичга ўтди: шиш энди товонигача етди. Тунлари соатлаб кўзига уйқу келмасди. Шиш тиззаларига ўтганда бутун бадани азият чека бошлади. |
| He shook the hysteria from him. He drew his hunting knife and worked as rapidly as his injured thumb and weakness would permit him. He did not stop to skin the moose, but quartered it with its hide on. It was a Klondike of meat. | Асабий кулгусини босиб, ов пичоғини чиқарди ва дарҳол ишга киришди. У буғунинг терисини шилиб ўтирмади, тери-периси билан тўрт бўлак қилиб нимталади. Бу нақ Клондайк ўлкасини тўйдирадиган бир дунё гўшт эди. |
| They came into view around the outjutting clump of trees. To the fore was the third man whose name he had not learnt. Then came eight dogs drawing the sled. At the front of the sled, guiding it by the gee-pole, walked John Thompson. The rear was brought up by Oleson, the Swede. He was certainly a fine man, Morganson thought, as he looked at the bulk of him in his squirrel-skin parka. The men and dogs were silhouetted sharply against the white of the landscape. They had the seeming of two dimension, cardboard figures that worked mechanically. Morganson rested his cocked rifle in the notch in the tree. He became abruptly aware that his fingers were cold, and discovered that his right hand was bare. He did not know that he had taken off the mitten. He slipped it on again hastily. The men and dogs drew closer, and he could see their breaths spouting into visibility in the cold air. When the first man was fifty yards away, Morganson slipped the mitten from his right hand. He placed the first finger on the trigger and aimed low. | Улар ўрмон дўнглиги ортида кўринишди. Олдинда Моргансон исмини билмайдигани. Ортидан чанага қўшилган саккизта ит. Жон Томсон ёнбошда таёқ кўмагида уларни йўлга солиб келмоқда. Энг охирида швед Ольсон. “Хушрўй барзанги”, деб ўйлади Моргансон нигоҳлари бу девқоматнинг эгни-бошида сирпанар экан. Одамлар ва итлар қораси оқ гиламда аниқ-тиниқ намоён бўларкан. Улар сурат сингари ясси кўринар, турнақатор ҳаракатланишарди. Моргансон қуролни тиргакка қўйиб отишга чоғланган замон бармоқлари увишиб қолганини сезди. Одамлар ва итлар борган сари яқин келаверишди. Паға-паға буғ уларнинг оғзидан чиқаётган ҳовур эканлигини кўрди. Олдиндаги эллик ярдга яқинлашганда Моргансон кўрсатгич бармоғини тепкига қўйди. |
| Especially remarkable to Morganson was the extreme pallor of the Swede, who the preceding night had been so ruddy-faced. Now his face was like white marble. What with his fair hair and lashes he looked like a carved statue rather than something that had been a man a few minutes before. Morganson pulled off his mittens and searched the body. There was no money-belt around the waist next to the skin, nor did he find a gold-sack. In a breast pocket he lit on a small wallet. With fingers that swiftly went numb with the frost, he hurried through the contents of the wallet. There were letters with foreign stamps and postmarks on them, and several receipts and memorandum accounts, and a letter of credit for eight hundred dollars. That was all. There was no money. | Ҳаммасидан кўра Моргансонни шведнинг докадек оқарган афти ажаблантирди. Кечагина лоларзордек қип-қизил эди. Ҳозир эса мармар каби оппоқ. Оқ-сариқ сочлар ва киприклар мармар ҳайкалга муштараклик касб этмоқда. Бу одамни бир неча дақиқа илгари тирик юрганини тасаввур қилиш қийин. Моргансон жасадни тинтишга тушди. На пул чандилган белбоғ, на олтин тўла халта топилди. Парканинг* кўкрак чўнтагида чоғроқ кармон қаппайиб турибди. Ичидаги борини титкилаб кўрди – ажнабий муҳрли ва маркали мактуб, бир қанча квитанция, қандайдир ҳисоб- китоблар, маълумотномалар, саккиз юз долларга аккредитив… Бор-йўғи шу. Пулдан асар ҳам йўқ. |
| "Man is the only creature that consumes without producing. He does not give milk, he does not lay eggs, he is too weak to pull the plough, he cannot run fast enough to catch rabbits. Yet he is lord of all the animals. He sets them to work, he gives back to them the bare minimum that will prevent them from starving, and the rest he keeps for himself. Our labour tills the soil, our dung fertilises it, and yet there is not one of us that owns more than his bare skin. You cows that I see before me, how many thousands of gallons of milk have you given during this last year? And what has happened to that milk which should have been breeding up sturdy calves? Every drop of it has gone down the throats of our enemies. | Одам — ўзи ҳеч нарса ишлаб чиқармай, ҳаммасини ҳазм қиладиган ягона махлуқдир. У сут бермайди, тухум туғмайди, омочни судраш учун унинг кучи етмайди, қуёнларни тутиб олиш учун тезлиги суст. Шунга қарамай, у барча жонзодларнинг олий ҳокими. У жониворларни ишга ҳайдайди, емишни фақат улар очликдан азоб чекмайдиган даражада беради — қолган ҳамма нарса унинг ихтиёрида қолади. Бизнинг меҳнатимиз билан ер шудгор қилинади, бизнинг гўнгимиз билан ер озиқланади, — бизнинг эса баданимизни ёпган теримиздан бошқа мулкимиз йўқ. Мана сизлар, ҳозир қаршимда ястаниб ўтирган сигирлар, — ўтган йил мобайнида қанча сут бердинглар? Сизлар бўлиқ бузоқларингизни озиқлантиришингиз мумкин бўлган сут нима бўлди? Уларни сўнгги томчисигача душманларимиз ичиб, ютиб юборишди. |
| And as we walk we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights: “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "for white only." We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and the Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream. | Ҳаракатни бошлар эканмиз, нима бўлганда ҳам олға интилишга қасамёд қилишимиз керак. Биз ортга қайта олмаймиз. Фуқаролик ҳуқуқларининг фидойи ҳимоячиларидан «Сиз қачон тинчийсиз?» деб сўровчилар бор. Узоқ сафар туфайли йўл азобини тортган биродарларимиз ҳордиқ чиқариш учун йўл бўйидаги мотеллар ва шаҳар меҳмонхоналаридан қўноқ олмагунча биз ҳеч қачон тинчимаймиз. Негрнинг бир жойдан бошқа жойга кўчишининг асосий тури кичик геттодан катта геттога кўчиш бўлиб қолаверар экан, биз тинчимаймиз. Миссисипидаги негр овоз бера олмас экан, Нью-Йоркдаги негр эса овоз беришда маъни йўқ деб ҳисоблашда давом этар экан, биз тинчимаймиз. Йўқ, адолат ариғи, одиллик дарёси тўлиб оқмас экан, биз ҳеч қачон тинчимаймиз, хотиржам бўлишга ҳаққимиз йўқ. |
| I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. | Умидим шулдирки, кун келиб менинг тўрт болам уларга терисининг рангига қараб эмас, бор фазилату қусурларига қараб баҳо бериладиган мамлакатда яшайдиган бўлади. |
| 47. He said, “O My Lord, I seek refuge with You, from asking You about what I have no knowledge of. Unless You forgive me, and have mercy on me, I will be one of the losers.” | 47У: «Роббим, мен ўзимнинг илмим бўлмаган нарсани сендан сўрамоқдан паноҳ тилайман. Агар мени мағфират қилмасанг ва менга раҳм кўрсатмасанг, зиён кўргувчилардан бўламан», деди. |
| But once she ventured to bring her last rag, that is, literally the remains of an old hareskin jacket, and I could not resist saying something by way of a joke | Бир куни тỹсатдан у қуён терисининг юлиб-юлқилган эски қолдиғини (ҳа, ҳа, айнан қолдиғини) келтиришга журъат қилганда ỹзимни тутолмай қандайдир аччиқ гап айтвордим |
| He did not feel the fine sting as the sharp, thin leads probed through skin and flesh to make contact with the sutures of his skull bones. | У ҳатто бош суягининг айрим жойларига ўткир учли ингичка игналар суқулганини ҳам сезмади |
| 20. Melting their insides and their skins. | 19Мана бу икки ғаним Роббилари ҳақида талашган эдилар. Бас, куфр келтирганларга оловдан кийим бичилди. Бошлари устидан ўта қайноқ сув қуйиладир. |
| 72. Or are you asking them for a payment? The revenue from your Lord is better, and He is the Best of providers. | 72Ёки сен улардан харож сўраяпсанми?! Бас, Роббингнинг харожи яхшироқдир. У зот энг яхши ризқ бергувчидир. |
| (n) simple painting and polishing operations, husking, partial or total bleaching, polishing, and glazing of cereals and rice; | (n) оддий бўяш ва жилолаш операциялари, дон ва гуручнинг қобиғини тозалаш, қисман ёки тўлиқ оқартириш, силлиқлаш ва сирлаш; |