ای کاش که جای آرمیدن بودی
یا این ره دور را رسیدن بودی
کاش از پی صد هزار سال از دل خاک
چون سبزه امید بر دمیدن بودی
زآن پیش که نام تو ز عالم برود
مِی خور که چو می به دل رسد غم برود
بگشای سر زلف بتی بند به بند
زآن پیش که بند بندت از هم برود
Know yourself as a snowdrift on the sand Heaped for two days, or three, then thawed and gone. (c.1050-c.1123)
Omar KhayyámIt is a shame for anyone
to be well-known for righteousness.
It is a great disgrace to feel
distress at the injustice of
the turning of the wheels of fate.
Mots clés injustice fate righteousness
Where is an intimate
friend
who’ll hear the secret
from me straight out–
of what human beings
have been
from the moment they began?
They
are
born
of toil
and molded
from
the clay of sorrow.
They wander the world for a time,
then
set
off.
Mots clés life death sorrow humans birth
Yesterday This Day's Madness did prepare;
To-morrow's Silence, Triumph, or Despair:
Drink! for you know not whence you came, nor why:
Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
The moving hand once having writ moves on. Nor all thy piety nor wit can lure it back to cancel half a line.
Omar KhayyámMots clés life time consequences inevitability
صاحب من الناس كبار العقول
واترك الجُهّال أهل الفضول
واشرب نقيع السمِّ من عاقلِ
واسكب على الأرض دواء الجَهول
One can no more set fire to the sea,
than convince people of the dangers of happiness - And yet, we know that though the smallest shock is fatal
to the filled up bottle, that shock will not break
the empty one.
God is great!"
That shout from the mosque seems like
a grand lamentation. Five times a day
the earth seems to groan against
its indifferent creator!
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