Osmonda bulutlar judayam ko’p bo’lgan holat
The sky covered with clouds
Serbulut osmon huddi siyoh sachragan zan gori kuylaka o’xshardi . Manba: Said Ahmad, Ufq |
Each time I turned a corner, the harbor came briefly into view and then disappeared again. The overcast sky was a dull color, as if blanketed with lead. There were huge cranes down in the harbor, jutting into the air like the antennae of some ungainly creatures that had crawled out of the ocean. Manba: Haruki Murakami, Cream |
I am always serious, but just now I am a little excited by the glorious that a southerly wind and a cloudy sky proclaim a hunting evening. Ready? So. We turn out the lamp and shut the door, and take the field. Manba: Angels and Demons by Dan Brown |