Lovely Fatma
Composer: Oqtay Radjabov
Screenplay: Mirvarid Dilbazi
Performers: Soloists of the M.F. Akhundov Academic Opera and Ballet Theatre:
Voices: Fatma Dilare Babajeva, Okey Ana Rumijje Kerimova Senem, Gonshu Gadyn, Khorue ; Nikar Ibrahimova
Voices: Gary Nene Safure Ezimi Shanzade Khanlar Melikov Musigi Ranbari Rosa Shifrin
Chorus of the M.F. Akhundov Academic Opera and Ballet Theatre. Pop Ensemble of the St. Petersburg Record Factory of the USSR Music Fund
Don't set my Sun, don't set;
Don't nestle in the branches of spring.
There Fatma,
Is still working.
I have bread in the tandoori,
Meat stew on the stove.
I bring water from river,
Come back from the forest quickly.
I feed my roses with water,
And the light of the Sun.
Don't set my Sun, don't set;
Don't nestle in the branches of spring,
There Fatma,
Is still working.
Blossom my delicate roses, blossom.
I feed you with fresh, fresh water.
Blossom my little clovers, blossom.
I adore your kind little hearts,
Blossom my little clovers, blossom.
Oh Fatma, with your existence
This place became a heaven with flowers,
Became a heaven.
For who knows how long this world,
Never seen such beauty,
Such young beauty.
Tell everyone that she is here,
Here comes Fatma, here comes Fatma,
Here comes Fatma, here comes Fatma.
Here comes Fatma.
My rooster, the Sun has risen,
Go on, flap your wings,
Over the skies and mountains.
Fly with the blowing wind,
Go find your home, but if you need me
Even through a heavy storm,
Call for me,
Fatma will come for you.
If you need her she will,
She will come.
Won't let you down, she won't ever.
But now that all your work is over,
Fatma, Fatma, join us outside, Fatma.
Off you go, young ladies,
Say goodbye to these young ladies,
How dare you leave your chores unattended
Are you out of your mind?
Who else will do those chores?
Mother, don't be angry,
I have done everything.
I brought water from the river,
Watered the flowers.
Didn't forget the bread in the tandoori.
On the stove, the stew is ready.
Her heart desires
To wander around.
Who are you to go out?
Grab the wool and comb through it immediately.
Sənəm, Sənəm, come here quick,
These girls are here to go outside with.
The day is beautiful, Sun is shiny.
Go now to feel grass on your skin, go now to feel grass on your skin,
Grass on your skin.
I don't like the grass,
I don't enjoy flowers at all.
I won't dance with the girls, I feel so sleepy,
I want to lay back down again.
We want Fatma, Lovely Fatma,
You always come to us, Fatma.
We can go to the river together,
Wander through the fields.
You get out of here!
Don't make me angrier!
Combing my wool, combing it well,
At night, I'm in such a desperate state.
The sun has set already.
I'm so exhausted,
So exhausted...
Wind,
Dear Wind,
Do not take my wool away!
I will spin, spin my wool,
Have seen so much from cruel the world.
I will spin, spin it without breaks,
Put embroiderings on the carpets.
To the ones I'll put patterns on,
I will so carefully.
Oh sister Wind, strong Wind,
Friend of the old Grandma, Wind,
Let's bend the tree together.
Bow down, tree.
Grandma is not a stranger, tree.
Your branches are so mighty,
So is the old grandma.
Hello to you, old Grandma
Beautiful as flowers
I brought roses for you,
Please stretch my wool for me.
Oh my beautiful girl, who is prettier than the flowers themselves,
Come and be a daughter for me,
Live with me to help me for a while.
I have no one to bring me water, to clean the ashes from the coal stove,
No one to do my job, no one to make me tea,
No one to wash my hair,
No one to call me grandma.
I bring your water from the river,
Take the ashes from your stove,
I can wash your hair for you,
I can do everything you need me to.
I can do your cleaning,
Collect ingredients for you.
Grandma you stay here,
I go get water for you.
I will come everyday
To help you, grandma
I can be a helping
Daughter to you.
Meanwhile you have
Some warm tea.
If you're not tired,
Please help me stretch my wool.
You are a good person, my Fatma,
If you ever need me for anything,
Just call for me once.
No matter how busy I am,
I will find you immediately.
Run to you as fast as I can.
Here are your wools I've spun,
Now that you made a place in my heart,
If you run out of them, come back to me.
I will give you some more.
On your way back home on the right, three springs you will see,
One of them is white, one of them black,
And the other is red water.
Now keep it in mind:
Wash your body with the white water,
Put the black water on your hair,
eyebrows, and lashes.
Then put the red on your lips and cheeks.
Your time is running out,
Get going my Fatma, have a safe trip home.
Come check this out,
Skin milky white, cheeks rosy pink.
Come check this out,
Skin milky white, cheeks rosy pink.
Where does it come from? Say it now,
Say it now, say immediately!
The wind took away my wool,
And over there, my grandma was there.
The old grandma gifted me this beauty,
This beautiful face.
Poor woman has no daughter,
I went to her every day,
To help with everything.
Sənəm, Sənəm,
Bring the spinner.
Take all of these wools and go find that old woman.
Go Sənəm, go!
Go right now!
Get pretty, only then come back,
Get pretty, only then come back, come back.
There is nobody to spin my wool,
If not, my time will run out.
There is nobody to spin my wool,
If not, my time will run out.
Come and check my hair first,
I don't want to look at your hair,
I don't even like you anyway.
Come brush my old white head.
I won't, old grandma, you're filthy!
You should be ashamed already, I came here only
Because I want you to make me pretty,
Just like Fatma.
You will see three rivers on your way,
One of them is black, the other white,
And the last one is red.
In the white one you wash your hair,
Bathe inside the black one,
And the red one will be your makeup.
Oh my, oh my, oh my!
I am done for, I am screwed, I am ruined!
Who did this to you, oh my...
Until we come back from the ball,
You won't go anywhere from here.
You will spin all these wool and
Cry until this pot is filled up.
By the time we get back if you do not finish, I will kill you.
Burn you alive, then freeze you in the river.
Roll down my tears,
I have no companion with me.
Neither my mom, nor my old grandma,
Nor anyone to understand me.
I'm all alone in this whole wide world,
Nobody to understand me.
Fatma, Fatma, my precious Fatma.
Do not be upset, Fatma.
Even if you don't have your mom, you have me,
I won't leave you helpless, hey!
You go to the ball without them,
Go through the crowd, dance with them.
Go freely.
But how do I go, grandma? I have so much to do.
Without finishing them, there is no way I can go.
You don't worry,
Things will work out.
The girls will come to help you.
Come come, gather around, girls, let's pick through the wheat crops.
Grab your combs and spinner so that you can spin the rest of the wool.
How will I fill this up with my own tears?
My grandma won't let them hurt me.
Bring us salt and bring us water, bring quickly.
There you have it, teardrops for you.
My Lovely Fatma, get going, you deserve some dancing.
Go dance, go dance, you be happy too,
You go to the palace, too.
My chest hurts, oh my,
Who is that girl, who is that girl?
My chest hurts, oh my,
Who is that girl, who is that girl?
What if… It can't be Fatma, right?
Let's go, let's get out of here,
Let's go, let's get out of here.
Let's abandon this place.
Please help me Father,
I need this girl like air.
I cannot live without her,
I cannot do anything without her.
Please help me Father,
I need this girl like air.
My Father, please find her.
Let's find her and bring her back here.
My Father, please find her,
Let's find her and bring her back here.
Please help me Father,
I need this girl like air.
Please help me Father,
I need this girl like air...
Come along, come along, come along and find that girl
Sultan's son has fallen in love with her,
Sultan's son has fallen in love with her.
Come along, come along, come along and find that girl
Sultan's son has fallen in love with her,
Let's go find her, bring her back here.
Grandma, grandma!
They are coming back,
Hide me, please hide me well.
Grandma!
Don't be afraid, my beautiful girl, the apple of my eye,
Grandma will go and come back again.
Don't be afraid, my beautiful girl, my strong girl,
Grandma will go and come back again.
We are looking for the girl who wears red shoes,
When we find her she will be the sultan's bride.
We are looking for the girl who wears red shoes,
When we find her she will be the sultan's bride.
The girl who wears the red pair of shoes,
Girl who wears the red pair of shoes,
Become the bride,
Where is the girl?
What are you doing, sitting here all relaxed?
The Sultan's men are on their way, men are on their way!
They have been looking for the girl
With the red shoes for so long
Whatever you do, make that shoe fit.
You are the one who deserves the Sultan's son.
We are looking for the girl who wears red shoes,
When we find her she will be the sultan's bride.
We are looking for the girl who wears red shoes,
When we find her she will be the sultan's bride.
Girl who wears red shoes, girl who wears the red shoes,
Where is she?
Give me, give me the shoe
This shoe belongs to us
Give me, give me the shoe
The one who wore it is my daughter.
Fatma is in the tandoori there,
She is tied up, over there.
Fatma is in the tandoori there,
She is tied up, over there.
Fatma is in the tandoori,
She is tied up, over there.
Fatma is in the tandoori,
She is tied up, over there.
Fatma is in the tandoori,
She is tied up, over there.
There!
Pretty Fatma, pretty Fatma, Lovely Fatma
With a silken gown, pretty Fatma,
You became the bride of the palace.
You became the bride of the palace...
Everything turned out beautiful,
Everything turned out beautiful...
Sound designer: Asad Asadov
Animators:
Director: Nazim Mammadov Production designer: Rafiz Ismayilov Cinematographer: Ramiz Aghayev
translated by Ipek and Feyza