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the spike fiddle ghijak dolan. Abduljlil Ruzi<br />
(1934) plays the zither qalun; he also makes<br />
qalun and rawap. Ahat Tohti (1950) has been<br />
playing the rawap since he was twelve. Supi<br />
Turdi (1946) belongs to the fourth generation<br />
of a great family of muqamqi; he sings,<br />
1. Bash bayawan muqam<br />
Muqaddima<br />
I must leave today<br />
So let me say to you:<br />
Alone, without my sweet beloved,<br />
I will go to the desert to weep tears of blood.<br />
What will be my fate?<br />
Must I lie down on the embers?<br />
Tangled up in the scandal mongering of my<br />
enemies<br />
Will I lose my beloved?<br />
If I die, my name will be extinguished.<br />
The wind will blow in my head.<br />
All my relatives will come<br />
To cry at my grave.<br />
Sanam<br />
Did you just come to see me,<br />
To set my heart on fire,<br />
Or else<br />
To rekindle the flame that went out?<br />
THE PIECES<br />
– 21 –<br />
plays the dap and dances with a virile and<br />
humorous style. Muhammad Mutallip<br />
(1965) sings and plays the dap, he is also the<br />
director of the Yantak cultural site and has<br />
been working for many years to protect the<br />
Dolan cultural heritage.<br />
We are getting ready to leave,<br />
Will you come with me, my love?<br />
If you want to go ahead of me<br />
Take joy and smiles with you.<br />
Saliqa<br />
Why did you set fire<br />
To the whistling reeds?<br />
Why must we dance at the mashrap<br />
While love tears us apart?<br />
Serilma<br />
O Universe, have you no pity?<br />
You, who made this world hell!<br />
2. Zil bayawan muqam<br />
Muqaddima<br />
From high up in the hills<br />
I contemplated my love’s bedroom.<br />
Even after my death<br />
The wound that your love made in my head will<br />
remain wide open.