Many have heard about Omar Khayyam as a brilliant creator who gave the world rubai unsurpassed in wisdom and meaning.
No one can tell what roses smell like. Another of the bitter herbs will produce honey. If you give someone some change, they will remember it forever. You give your life to someone, but he won’t understand.
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Giving yourself does not mean selling. And sleeping next to each other does not mean sleeping with you. Not taking revenge does not mean forgiving everything. Not being around doesn't mean not loving.
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To live your life wisely, you need to know a lot. Remember two important rules to begin with: You’d better starve than eat anything, And it’s better to be alone than with just anyone.
Be softer to people! Do you want to be wiser? Don't hurt with your wisdom. Fight with the offender - fate, be bold, But swear not to offend people!
Oh, how many times, getting up from sleep, I promised that in the future I would not drink wine, But now, Lord, I do not make a vow: Can I not drink when spring has come?
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In this world of fools, scoundrels, hucksters, shut your ears, wise one, sew your mouth securely, close your eyelids tightly, think at least a little about the safety of your eyes, tongue and ears!
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Although this is not new, I will remind you again: In the face of both friend and enemy, You are the master of the unspoken word, And you are the servant of the spoken word.
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I think it’s better to be lonely than to give the heat of your soul to “someone”. Having given a priceless gift to just anyone, having met your loved one, you will not be able to love.
Be careful not to be captivated by the beauty, friend! Beauty and love are two sources of torment. For this beautiful kingdom does not last forever: It strikes hearts and leaves hands.
Don’t envy someone who is strong and rich. Sunset always follows dawn. Treat this short life, equal to a breath, as if it were given to you on loan.
- We are a source of joy and sorrow. We are a receptacle of filth and a pure spring. Man, as if in a mirror, the world has many faces. He is insignificant and he is immeasurably great!
To be beautiful does not mean to be born with it, because we can learn beauty. When a Person is beautiful in soul - What appearance can compare with it?
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If you have a nook to live in in our vile times and a piece of bread, If you are neither a servant nor a master of anyone, you are happy and truly high in spirit.
You can’t look into tomorrow today, just the thought of it makes your chest feel painful. Who knows how many days you have left to live? Don't waste them, be prudent.
- We will never enter this world again, We will never meet our friends at the table. Catch every flying moment; He will never be caught later.
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From the one whose body is like a cypress, and whose lips seem to be lol, Go to the garden of love and fill your glass, Until the inevitable fate, the insatiable wolf, Tore off this flesh, like a shirt, from you!
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Life will always give us a chance: Someone to love and someone to hate together. And, most importantly, believe me, don’t confuse the curtsy, so as not to bow to someone who doesn’t need to.
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Loving and being loved is happiness, you protect from simple bad weather. And having taken the reins of love together greedily in your hands, Never let go, even living apart
Who needs peace from Love?! Consider the dead, certainly not alive, The one who has never heard of Love, Consider the dead, certainly not alive!
Chatting about love is deprived of the magic, Like cold coals of a fire, it is deprived. But true love burns hotly, deprived of sleep and rest, night and day.
- In this world, love is the adornment of people. To be deprived of love is to be without friends. The one whose heart has not clung to the drink of love is a donkey, even though he does not wear donkey ears!
May love and wine be with me! Come what may: madness, shame - it’s all the same! What is destined to be will inevitably be, But no more than what is destined to be.
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Do you see this boy, old sage? He plays with sand and builds a palace. Give him advice: “Be careful, young man, With the ashes of wise heads and loving hearts!”
When the violets pour out their fragrance and the breath of spring blows in the wind, the sage is the one who drinks wine with his beloved, breaking the cup of repentance on a stone.
Don’t beg for love, loving hopelessly, Don’t wander under the window of an unfaithful woman, grieving. Like beggar dervishes, be independent. Maybe then they will love you.
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- They say there is a hell. It contains resin and flame, they say. But if all the lovers are in hell, then heaven is pretty empty.
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Live to live, not to exist. Learn what is important to know at any time. To love your parents with an unearthly love, so that in old age you do not fall without honor from sinning.
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They say that drunkards will go to hell. It's all nonsense! If drinkers were sent to hell, and all women lovers followed them there, your garden of paradise would be as empty as the palm of your hand.
- Passion cannot be friends with deep love. If it can, then they will not be together for long.
Like the sun, love burns without burning out. Love is like a bird of heavenly paradise. But the nightingale's moans are not yet love. Don't moan, dying of love, love!
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Whose heart does not burn with passionate love for his beloved, drags out his sad life without consolation. I consider days spent without the joys of love as unnecessary and hateful burdens.
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My soul tells me that I am in love with his face, The sound of his speeches penetrated into my very heart. Pearls of secrets fill my soul and heart, But I can’t say - my tongue is nailed!
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- Sacrifice yourself for the sake of your beloved, Sacrifice what is most dear to you. Never be cunning when bestowing love, Sacrifice your life, be courageous, ruining your heart!
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Loving you, I endure all reproaches, And it’s not in vain that I vow eternal fidelity. If I live forever, I am ready to humbly endure heavy and cruel oppression until the day of Judgment.
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Blessed is anyone who falls into her captivity. Whoever became dust at her feet is blessed. Don’t harbor grudges against my dear, All is bliss in her, everything else is just decay.
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You can seduce a man who has a wife. You can seduce a man who has a mistress. But you cannot seduce a man who has a beloved woman.
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Like the sun, the queen of love shines, the bird of love that has flown to us from heaven. Not love is the nightingale's sweet trills, the passion that lurks deep in the heart is love.
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The essence is pearls of love from other mines, And a shelter for love between other clouds. The bird that pecks the grains of love's flour is from another nest, beyond worlds and ages.
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There are no heads where its secret does not ripen, The heart lives with feeling, not hiding anything. Each tribe goes along its own path, but love is a hurricane on the paths of existence!
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Giving yourself does not mean selling. And sleeping next to each other does not mean sleeping with you. Not taking revenge does not mean forgiving everything. Not being around doesn't mean not loving!
Wise quotes about life: Omar Khayyam
His statements about life are intimate knowledge that he shares with the outside world:
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The wind of life is sometimes fierce. In general, life, however, is good And it’s not scary when the bread is black, It’s scary when the soul is black.
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Isn’t it funny to save a penny all your life, If you still can’t buy eternal life? This life was given to you, my dear, for a while, try not to miss the time!
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You say, this life is one moment. Appreciate it, draw inspiration from it. As you spend it, so it will pass. Don’t forget: she is your creation.
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Don't envy someone who is strong and rich. Sunset always follows dawn. Treat this short life, equal to a sigh, as if it was given to you on loan!
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Can only be shown to sighted people. Sing the song only to those who can hear. Give yourself to someone who will be grateful, who understands, loves and appreciates.
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Have smaller friends, don't expand their circle. And remember: better than close ones, a friend living far away. Take a calm look at everyone who is sitting around. In whom you saw support, you will suddenly see your enemy.
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Don’t share your secret with people, Because you don’t know which of them is mean. As you yourself act with God’s creation, expect the same from people.
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I wish I could mold my life out of the smartest things I could do. I didn’t think of it there, I couldn’t do it here at all. But Time is our efficient teacher! When you give me a slap on the head, you have become a little wiser.
Poems by Omar Khayyam
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Omar Khayyam aphorisms about love
One will not understand what roses smell like; another will extract honey from bitter herbs. If you give someone a change, they will remember it forever;
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It is better to drink and caress cheerful beauties, Than to seek salvation in fasting and prayers. If there is a place in hell for lovers and drunkards, then who will you order to allow into heaven?
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When the violets pour out their fragrance and the breath of spring blows in the wind, the wise man drinks wine with his beloved, breaking the cup of repentance on a stone.
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The plucked flower should be given as a gift, the poem you started should be completed, and the woman you love should be happy, otherwise you shouldn’t have taken on something you can’t do.
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The dawn threw a sheaf of fire onto the roofs and threw the ball of the lord of the day into the goblet. Sip the wine! The call of love sounds in the rays of dawn, intoxicating the universe.
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You teach: “The faithful in holy paradise will get drunk with the caress of the houris and wine.” What kind of sin is there now in love and drunkenness, if we eventually come to this?
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Giving yourself does not mean selling. And sleeping next to each other does not mean sleeping with you. Not taking revenge does not mean forgiving everything. Not being around doesn't mean not loving!
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Alas, we are not given many days to stay here. Living them without love and without wine is a sin. There is no need to think whether this world is old or young: If we are destined to leave, do we really care?
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A day without love is lost: duller and grayer than this barren day, and there are no days of bad weather.
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Among the beautiful houris, I am drunk and in love, And I give a grateful bow to the wine. Today I am free from the shackles of existence and blessed, as if invited to a higher palace.
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Above all else, love comes first. In the song of youth the first word is love. O wretched ignoramus in the world of love, know that the basis of all our lives is love!
Omar Khayyam about a woman
O queen, you are more skillful than all the queens, Where can I, on foot, be from your cavalry! With a bishop and a king, poor me, I am driven into a corner and get checkmated by the doubled rooks.
What a temptation, what a temptation, God bless!.. Your face reigns in dreams day and night. That’s why there is pain in the chest, and trembling in the heart, and dry lips, and wetness in the eyes, and trembling in the hands.
The fluff above the rose of the mouth is like a letter! It is sealed with the seal of a violet mole. And on the moon there is a pattern - to whom and whose message? Apparently the sun is in love with someone!
Smelling a stream of your perfume in the breeze, My heart rushed after me... I stand in confusion, completely forgotten by him: my heart has absorbed not only the breeze - and your frivolity.
On a moonlit night I was waiting for a date with the Moon, I saw her coming. Oh heart, what's wrong with me? Eyes to the earthly moon, then to the heavenly moon... The heavenly moon darkened before the earthly one.
No reason to dream of a blessed meeting, Not a drop of perseverance in an immense separation, Not an interlocutor for an inarticulate complaint... Oh, sorrowful passion, incredible delight!
How passionately the soul speaks in moments of meeting, And how enthusiastic speech rings in the heart! I wish I could frame the diamonds of secret feelings with words!.. I just can’t get the nail out of my tongue.
If not Love itself, then, really, who are you? I look, I breathe, I live, and in this too you are. There is nothing more precious than your soul, idol; And I remember: the age is short! - you are a hundred times more valuable!
Like the wind, will I cling to her curls? Hardly. I'll gallop towards the abyss, but I'll barely turn back. That's why we have sight, so that we can see the faces of our loved ones... I seem to be sighted, but I can hardly look into her face.
Torment ages beauties. Deliver from trouble the One whose eyelids are transparent and whose lips are firm. Be more tender with your beloved: beauty slips away, leaving traces of suffering on your face.
I dressed many women in brocade and pearls, But I could not find the ideal among them. I asked the sage: “What is perfection?” - The one next to you! - He told me.
My idol, the potter sculpted you, so that before you the moon is ashamed of its charms. Let others decorate themselves for the holiday; you have the gift of decorating the holiday.
What do I need their lips for? I wish I could kiss your foot once, and I’d be completely happy. Oh, pen!.. And I was stunned by the dream all day. Ah, leg!.. And all night I catch you in your dreams.
Tangle of curls. There is no network more desirable. Like the vault of a mosque, eyebrow. There is no other mosque. I can’t look at your soul enough: There are no other mirrors for the soul anywhere in the world!
In the heavenly cup there are hops of airy roses. Break the glass of vain petty dreams! Why worry, honors, tossing around? The sound of quiet streams and the delicate silk of hair!
Delight of the heart! Whose magical fingers sculpted the wondrous face of heavenly beauty? Beauties paint their faces at feasts, And so you will decorate feasts with your face!
The curls of the sweet night are darker from the musk, And the ruby of her lips is more expensive than all stones... I once compared her figure to a cypress, Now the cypress has become proud to the roots!
Each pink, eye-caressing bush grew from the ashes of beauties, from pink lips. Every stem that we trample under our feet grew from a heart that was still full of feelings yesterday.
You have eclipsed China's daughters in beauty, your face is more tender than Jasmine. Yesterday you looked at the Shah of Babylon and took everything: queen, rook, bishops, knights.
Be careful not to be captivated by the beauty, friend! Beauty and love are two sources of torment. For this beautiful kingdom does not last forever: It strikes hearts and leaves hands.
Let my melancholy last your days: Look into my eyes at least once, beloved one! And in fact he drops his gaze... And leaves. Like this! Light a fire and drop it into the water.
The delight of dear lips, burn like rubies, Let the treasury be the envy of kings! I’ll make a fragrant pledge for myself: For the glory of tender feelings, give me at least a lock of hair!
O primordial light for my heart, I wish I could at least send greetings for my heart! I am sick with separation, so heal with a meeting - There are no other balms for my heart.
Or is sorrow so sweet to my heart? Or were they not enough to warn him against love? How it got entangled in your locks!.. Wasn’t the poor guy tied up for madness?
For a long time I fixed the inquisitive gaze of my eyes on the world - the haven of our few days. So what? Your face is brighter than the bright moon; Than a slender cypress, your wonderful figure is straighter.
Here a certain husband is inspired by your beauty: He believed in the transmigration of souls before, Now he is convinced: “Jupiter has been put to shame again! Yusuf of Egypt has been returned to earth!”
I stroked the strand with your daring hand. But don’t rush to reproach me for my insolence: I saw my heart in your curls, And I can play with my own heart.
Your face is the moon, which cannot be spared. Beautiful without embellishment - both before you and in the future. Consenting to die, I will willingly leave my life, So that I may freeze forever at your door.
Riding a donkey means no rest for your legs; To live with two wives - there is no rest for the ears!
You lured my heart into the trap of memory, You filled my heart with melancholy... I am in your slavery, and there is nowhere to escape: You branded my heart with the imperishable word “Life”.
So sarcastic, such a mocking look! But eyebrows still favor me. Of course, I will refer to the fact that the eyebrows are higher: “Are you driving away with your eyes? But eyebrows don’t tell me!”
I considered her an angel - the moon. Now, looking up, I saw Satan. The one that was like a hearth for me in winter, Today has become a fur coat for spring.
To the radiance of the moon, the beauty of the night, I will add the warmth given by the candle, the sparkle of sugar, the posture of the cypress, the murmuring of the stream... And your appearance will emerge.
As soon as you went out into the garden, the scarlet poppy became embarrassed, and will not calm down from envy. Why didn’t the cypress bow to you? I saw the wondrous figure and was seized with tetanus!
I live so that you give me meetings, and captivate my shoulders with your curls in the night. In ambush, every night, I look out for the bird, But again in the morning I have nothing to brag about.
Only your face makes a sad heart happy. I don’t need anything except your face. I see my image in you, looking into your eyes, I see you in myself, my joy.
I have chosen faith in an idol (you are my idol!), For your wine I have chosen the drunken path. Existence gives me love, but without you, and I have chosen Non-existence (to be with you!).
Oh, the beginning of God's letter! It's you. Oh, a mirror of supreme beauty! It's you. There is nothing in the world that is not you. Look within yourself, if something is missing: it is you.
My beloved came to me in the night and lit my lamp to spite my enemies. And let the moon go down, the candle go out - With you, the night is as bright to me as the day.
You touched my soul like grace. Who are you? And, not myself, I ask: go through again! Who are you? Oh, for God’s sake... No, rather, for the sake of the heart, sit down with me, and I’ll start wondering: who are you?
Love Poems by Omar Khayyam
Be careful not to be captivated by the beauty, friend! Beauty and love are two sources of torment. For this beautiful kingdom does not last forever: It strikes hearts and leaves hands.
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When the violets pour out their fragrance and the breath of spring blows in the wind, the sage is the one who drinks wine with his beloved, breaking the cup of repentance on a stone.
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You can seduce a man who has a wife. You can seduce a man who has a mistress. But you cannot seduce a man who has a beloved woman.
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I love wine, I catch a moment of fun. I am neither a believer nor a heretic. “The bride is life, any ransom?” - “A spring of joy flows from the heart.”
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It is better to drink and caress cheerful beauties, Than to seek salvation in fasting and prayers. If there is a place in hell for lovers and drunkards, then who will you order to allow into heaven?
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The dawn threw a sheaf of fire onto the roofs and threw the ball of the lord of the day into the goblet. Sip the wine! The call of love sounds in the rays of dawn, intoxicating the universe.
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Alas, we are not given many days to stay here. Living them without love and without wine is a sin. There is no need to think whether this world is old or young: If we are destined to leave, do we really care?
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Among the beautiful houris, I am drunk and in love, And I give a grateful bow to the wine. Today I am free from the shackles of existence and blessed, as if invited to a higher palace.
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Give me a jug of wine and a cup, oh my beloved, We will sit with you in the meadow and on the bank of the stream! The sky, from the beginning of existence, has turned many beauties, my friend, into cups and jugs - I know.
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Love is a fatal misfortune, but the misfortune is by the will of Allah. Why do you blame what is always by the will of Allah? A series of both evil and good arose - by the will of Allah. Why do we need thunder and flames of Judgment - by the will of Allah?
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From the one whose body is like a cypress, and whose lips seem to be lol, Go to the garden of love and fill your glass, Until the inevitable fate, the insatiable wolf, Tore off this flesh, like a shirt, from you!
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About grief, grief to the heart, where there is no burning passion. Where there is no love, there is no torment, where there are no dreams of happiness. A day without love is lost: duller and grayer than this barren day, and there are no days of bad weather.
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Loving you, I endure all reproaches, And it’s not in vain that I vow eternal fidelity. If I live forever, I am ready to humbly endure heavy and cruel oppression until the day of Judgment.
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Come quickly, filled with enchantment, dispel the sadness, inhale the heat of the heart! Pour a jug of wine before the potter turns our ashes into jugs.
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You, whom I have chosen, are dearer to me than anyone else. Heart of ardent heat, light of eyes for me. Is there anything in life more precious than life? You and my life are more precious to me.
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I’m not afraid of reproaches, I haven’t emptied my pocket, But still, put away the wine and put the glass aside. I always drank wine - I was looking for pleasure to my heart, Why should I drink now when I’m drunk with you!
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Only your face makes a sad heart happy. I don’t need anything except your face. I see my image in you, looking into your eyes, I see you in myself, my joy.
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Wounded by passion, I shed tears tirelessly, I pray to heal my poor heart, For instead of a drink of love, the sky filled my cup with the blood of my heart.
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In the morning, the rose opened its bud in the wind, And the nightingale sang, in love with her beauty. Sit in the shade. These roses will bloom for a long time, When our sorrowful ashes are buried.
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In the morning my rose wakes up, my rose blooms in the wind. O cruel sky! As soon as it blooms, my rose is already crumbling.
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Passion for an unfaithful woman struck me like a plague. It’s not for me that my darling is going crazy! Who, my heart, will cure us of passion, If our doctor suffers herself.
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We have now forgotten our vows of repentance And tightly closed the door to good glory. We are beside ourselves; Don’t judge us for this: We are drunk with the wine of love, not the wine of the vine, believe me!
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I found paradise here, over a cup of wine, Among the roses, near my sweetheart, burning with love. Why should we listen to talk about hell and heaven! Who has seen hell? Has anyone returned from heaven?
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The mind gives praise to this cup, and the lover kisses it all night long. And the mad potter creates such an elegant bowl and hits the ground without pity!
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Khayyam! What are you grieving about? Have fun! You are feasting with a friend - be merry! Oblivion awaits everyone. You could have disappeared, You still exist - be happy!
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Do not worry that your name will be forgotten. Let the intoxicating drink comfort you. Before your joints fall apart - Comfort yourself with your beloved, caressing her.
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If you want to touch a rose, don’t be afraid to cut your hands, If you want to drink, don’t be afraid to get sick from a hangover. And if you want beautiful, reverent and passionate love, don’t be afraid to burn your heart in vain!
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You are the queen of the game. I'm not happy myself. My knight has become a pawn, but I can’t take the move back... I press my black rook against your white rook, Two faces are now side by side... But what in the end? Mat!
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The life-giving spring is hidden in the bud of your lips, Let no one else’s cup touch your lips forever... I will drain the jug that keeps traces of them to the bottom. Wine can replace everything... Everything except your lips!
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Let me touch, my love, the thick strands, This reality is dearer to me than any dream... I can compare your curls only to a loving heart, Their curls are so tender and so tremulous!
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Kissing your foot, oh queen of joy, is much sweeter than the lips of a half-asleep girl! Day after day I indulge all your whims, so that on a starry night I can merge with my beloved.
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Your lips gave the color of ruby, You left - I am in sadness, and my heart is bleeding. Whoever hid in the ark like Noah from the flood, He alone will not drown in the abyss of love.
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Whose heart does not burn with passionate love for his beloved, drags out his sad life without consolation. I consider days spent without the joys of love as unnecessary and hateful burdens.
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From edge to edge we are on the path to death; We cannot turn back from the brink of death. Look, don’t accidentally forget Your love in the local caravanserai!
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Whoever grafted a rose of tender love onto the cuts of the heart did not live in vain! And the one who sensitively listened to God with his heart, And the one who drank the intoxication of earthly delight!
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Have fun!... Can't catch a stream in captivity? But the running stream caresses! Is there no consistency in women and in life? But it’s your turn!
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Oh, if only, taking with me a sofa of poetry and a jug of wine and putting bread in my pocket, I could spend a day with you among the ruins, any sultan could envy me.
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The branches do not tremble... the night... I am alone... In the darkness a rose drops a petal. So - you're gone! And bitter intoxication, flying delirium is dispelled and far away.
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Our world is a young alley of roses, a chorus of nightingales, a transparent swarm of dragonflies. And in the fall? Silence and stars, And the darkness of your flowing hair...
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Who is ugly, who is handsome - does not know passion, A madman in love agrees to go to hell. Lovers don't care what to wear, what to lay on the ground, what to put under their heads.
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We are like a compass, together, on the grass: There are two heads on a single body, We make a full circle, rotating on the rod, To match head to head again.
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The sheikh shamed the harlot: “You, whore, drink, and sell your body to everyone who wants it!” “I,” said the harlot, “really am I. Are you who you say you are?”
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The sky is the belt of my ruined life, The tears of the fallen are the salty waves of the seas. Heaven is blissful peace after passionate efforts, Hellfire is just a reflection of extinguished passions.
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Like the sun, love burns without burning out, Like a bird of heavenly paradise - love. But not yet love - nightingale moans, Do not moan, dying of love - love!
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Throw off the burden of self-interest, the oppression of vanity, entangled in evil, break out of these snares. Drink wine and comb your sweetheart’s locks: The day will pass unnoticed and life will flash by.
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My advice: always be intoxicated and in love. Being dignified and important is not worth the trouble. The almighty Lord God does not need your mustache, friend, nor my beard!
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White jasmine falls from the lilac cloud onto the green plains all day long. I fill the lily-like cup with pure pink flame - the best of wines.
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In this life, intoxication is the best, The singing of a gentle Guria is the best, The boiling of free thought is the best, Oblivion of all prohibitions is the best.
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Give me some wine! There is no place for empty words here. The kisses of my beloved are my bread and balm. The lips of an ardent lover are wine-colored, A riot of passion is like her hair.
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Tomorrow - alas! - hidden from our eyes! Hurry to use the hour flying into the abyss. Drink, moon-faced one! How often will the month ascend to heaven, no longer seeing us.
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More primordial than anything else is love, In the song of youth the first word is love. Oh, wretched ignoramus in the world of love, know that the basis of our entire life is love!
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From the zenith of Saturn to the belly of the Earth, the Mysteries of the world have found their interpretation. I unraveled all the loops near and far, Except for the simplest one - except for the light loop.
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Those to whom life has been given in full measure are intoxicated with the intoxication of love and wine. Having dropped the unfinished cup of delight, they sleep side by side in the arms of eternal sleep.
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If you are in the rays of hope, look for your heart, heart. If you are in the company of a friend, look with your heart into his heart. The temple and the countless number of temples are less than a small heart. Throw away your Kaaba, look for your heart with your heart.
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The curls of the sweet night are darker from the musk, And the ruby of her lips is more expensive than all stones... I once compared her figure to a cypress, Now the cypress has become proud to the roots!
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Oh, do not grow a tree of sorrow... Seek wisdom in your own beginning. Caress your loved ones and love wine! After all, we are not married to life forever.
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Drink wine, for bodily joy is in it. Listen to the chang, for the sweetness of heaven is in it. Exchange your eternal sorrow for joy, For the goal, unknown to anyone, is in it.
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A blooming garden, a girlfriend and a cup of wine - This is my paradise. I don't want to find myself in something else. Yes, no one has ever seen heavenly paradise! So let's take comfort in earthly things for now.
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I would like to cool my soul towards the unfaithful one, to allow myself to be taken over by a new passion. I would like to, but tears obscure my eyes, Tears do not allow me to look at another.
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Woe to the heart that is colder than ice, Does not glow with love, does not know about it. And for the heart of a lover, a day spent without a beloved is the most wasted of days!
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Chatting about love is deprived of the magic, Like cold coals of a fire, it is deprived. But true love burns hotly, deprived of sleep and rest, night and day.
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Don’t beg for love, loving hopelessly, Don’t wander under the window of an unfaithful woman, grieving. Like beggar dervishes, be independent - Maybe then they will love you.
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Where can you escape from the fiery passions that cause pain to your soul? When would I know that the source of this torment is in the hands of the one who is dearer to you than everyone else...
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I will share my innermost secret with you, I will pour out my tenderness and sadness in a nutshell. I dissolve in the dust with love for you, From the earth I will rise with love for you.
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It was not out of poverty that I forgot about wine, nor was it out of fear that I completely sank to the bottom. I drank wine to fill my heart with joy, And now my heart is full of you.
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They say: “There will be houris, honey and wine - We are destined to taste all the delights in paradise.” That’s why I’m everywhere with my beloved and with the cup, - After all, in the end we’ll come to the same thing anyway.
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I was stubbornly wondering over the book of life. Suddenly, with heartache, the sage said to me: “There is no more beautiful bliss - to lose yourself in the arms of the moon-faced beauty, whose lips seemed to be lulling.”
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Let everyone around you judge you for loving you. Believe me, I don’t have time to argue with the ignorant. Only husbands are healed by the love potion, but to prudes it brings a cruel illness.
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“We must live,” we are told, “in fasting and in labor!” “As you live, so you will rise again!” I am inseparable from my friend and a cup of wine, so that I can wake up at the Last Judgment.
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For those who die, Baghdad and Balkh are one; Whether the cup is bitter or sweet, we will see the bottom in it. The detrimental month is extinguishing - it will return young, But we will never return... Be quiet and drink wine.
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Sacrifice yourself for the sake of your beloved, Sacrifice what is most dear to you. Never be cunning when bestowing love, Sacrifice your life, be courageous, ruining your heart!
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Rose said: “Oh, my appearance today essentially speaks of my madness. Why do I come out of the bud bleeding? The path to freedom often lies through thorns!”
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Passion for you has torn the robe of roses, Your aroma contains the breath of roses. You are tender, sparkles of sweat on silken skin, Like dew at the wonderful moment of opening roses!
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You alone brought only joy to my heart, Your death burned my heart with grief. Only with you could I endure all the sorrows of the world, Without you, what is the world and worldly affairs to me?
You have chosen the path of love - you must firmly walk, Flood everything on this path with the sparkle of your eyes. And having achieved a lofty goal with patience, sigh so that with a sigh you can shake the worlds!
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Your moon will not wane in a month, Decorating, the stingy fate was generous to you. This life and this world, truly, is not difficult to leave, But how difficult it is always to leave your threshold!
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You don’t push your horse on the road of love - You will fall exhausted by the end of the day. Do not curse the one who is tormented by love - You are unable to comprehend the heat of someone else's fire.
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I went out into the garden in sorrow and was not happy about the morning. The nightingale sang to Rose in a mysterious way: “Show yourself from the bud, rejoice in the morning, How many wonderful flowers this garden has given!”
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My eyes cry because of the chain of separations, My heart cries from doubts and torments. I cry pitifully and write these lines, Even the kalam cries, falling out of my hands...
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Come, because peace of mind is you! You've come! And not someone else - it's you! And not for the sake of the soul - for the sake of our God. Let me be sure, touch with my hand - it’s you!
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I will joyfully hug my beloved again and remove the evil of my days from my memory. Although a drunkard does not heed the words of the sages, But I, of course, will understand these words!
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It’s not easy for the wind to fly into her curls, And it’s not easy not to suffer in love. They say that her face is inaccessible to the eyes - Of course, it’s not easy to look with a drunken eye!
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Every moment, oh idol, don’t be cutesy, Don’t be so constant in self-love. Walk with an even step and do not frown more than your eyebrows, For lovers, never be an enemy!
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The arrival of a friend illuminated my soul, Happiness smiled upon me amidst many adversities. Let the moon darken. And with the extinguished candle, the night with you is like the sun rising for me.
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From the fire of your passion only smoke came, It brought little hope to the heart. I tried diligently to meet you, But since there was no happiness, my ardor is fruitless!
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There are no people in the world who are not struck down by you, There is no one in the world who would not lose their minds. And, although you are not partial to anyone, there is no one in the world who would not desire your love.
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My soul tells me that I am in love with his face, The sound of his speeches penetrated into my very heart. Pearls of secrets fill my soul and heart, But I can’t say - my tongue is nailed!
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I thought that your promises were true, Your promises were full of constancy. No, I didn’t know that, like the pillars of the universe, the Light of the eyes! - your promises are fragile!
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The heart asked: “Teach at least once!” I started with the alphabet: “Remember - “Az.” And I hear: “Enough! Everything is in the initial syllable, and then - a fluent, eternal retelling.”
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Passion cannot be friends with deep love. If it can, then they will not be together for long. If a chicken with a falcon next to it decides to fly up, it won’t even fly higher than the fence - alas.
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If the heart is suddenly given control over love, then it is not difficult to saddle the horse of your dreams. If there is no heart, love is homeless, There is no love, so why should the heart beat?
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If you love, then endure the separation, suffer while waiting for the medicine and don’t sleep! Let your heart shrink like a rose in a bud, Sacrifice your life. And sprinkle the blood on the path!
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The monks are in ecstasy, everyone is noisy in the madrasah, but love does not require a spiritual ritual. Even if he is a mufti and an expert in Sharia, Where love administers judgment, all dialects are silent!
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We need to drink some wine! Humanity is needed, Compassion should burn like a flame! We must study the Book of Love constantly, so that it teaches us to be dust in front of a friend!
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Wake up from your sleep! The night was created for the sacraments of love, It is given for throwing around the house of your beloved! Where there are doors, they are locked at night, Only the door of lovers is open!
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When Love called me into life into the world, She immediately gave me lessons of love, Forged a magic key from the heart of particles And led me to the treasures of the spirit.
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You took your purple color from the tulip, The lily gave you the essence of youth. There was a rose, she looked like you - Having passed on her life to you, she timidly left.
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There are no heads where its secret does not ripen, The heart lives with feeling, not hiding anything. Each tribe goes along its own path... But love is a hurricane on the paths of existence!
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What did I taste from passion for you, suffering? Day and night I endured pain and misfortune, My heart is bleeding, and my soul is tormented, And my eyes are wet, and I myself am without strength.
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With gold you can conquer any beauties, so that the fruits of these meetings can be picked and tasted. And the crown-bearing narcissist raised his head, “Look!” Gold can wake you up from sleep!
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Who is born in the beauty of happiness to contemplate the face, For him the world will shimmer with many facets - Decorates a beautiful dress with embroidery And knows how to understand the inside out with his soul!
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Greenery, roses, wine were given to me by fate, However, you are not there in this splendor of spring! Without you, I can’t find consolation in anything, Where you are, I don’t need other gifts!
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You, whose appearance is fresher than wheat fields, You are a mihrab from the heavenly temple, miles away! When you were born, your mother washed you with ambergris, mixing drops of my blood into the aroma!
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From the wet rose you, having thrown off the bashful veil, brought me confusion in the form of gifts. A hair's breadth away from your waist! Show me your face! I'm melted like wax and ready for suffering!
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It’s as if you were friends with me at first, But then you suddenly decided to be at enmity with me. I didn’t despair that fate had turned away: What if you still become nice to me?
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You are a mine, since you go in search of a ruby, You are loved, since you live in the hope of a date. Delve into the essence of these words - both simple and wise: Everything you are looking for, you will certainly find in yourself!
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We were confidants around the cup of wine - And we needed secrecy in our dates - How afraid we were to disgrace ourselves in our actions! Disgraced now - the rumor is not terrible!
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Your face is the day, with it the curls are always in friendship, the Rose is you, and in the thorns is the trouble of separation. Your curls are like chain mail, your eyes are like spears, In anger you are like fire, and in love you are like water!
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Oh, idol! Why did you break off the friendship? Where was your loyalty at this time? I wanted to grab your shalwars - You tore my shirt of patience!
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The light of our eyes, the inspiration of our hearts! Our destiny is only the torment of our hearts! From separation, the soul suddenly rose to the lips, Meeting alone is the healing of our hearts!
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Let the whole world lie submissive before the Shah, Hell belong to the bad, and heaven belongs to the righteous. Rosaries are for the angels, freshness for the heavenly bushes, We must give our loved ones and their souls.
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The Creator created two Kaabas for our faith - Being and hearts, this is the crown of faith. Worship the Kaaba of hearts while you can, Above thousands of Kaabas - and one of the hearts!
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I have no hopes of meeting you, I have no patience for a moment - what can I do with myself! There is no courage in my heart to tell about grief... What a wondrous passion fate has given me!
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The world of love cannot be found without torment; the path of love cannot be diverted at will. And until you become bent over from suffering, its essence cannot be conveyed to consciousness!
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Places where there is no wine in the purple thickets, Where there is no beauty who is tender and slender, Avoid, even if there are heavenly places there, - Here is advice. And in these words there is only wisdom.
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The breaths of the spring season are good, the choirs of musical harmonies are good, the singing of birds and the stream near the mountain are good... But only with a sweetheart, all these gifts are good!
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In this world, love is the adornment of people. To be deprived of love is to be without friends. The one whose heart has not clung to the drink of love is an ass, even though he does not wear donkey ears!
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It’s better to grab your beloved’s curl, caressing it, It’s better to drink sparkling wine with her, Before fate grabs you by the belt - It’s better to grab this fate yourself!
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The Gurias and I are promised heaven in this world. And the cups are full of purple wine. To run away from beauties and wine in this world. Is it reasonable if we come to them anyway?
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You outshone China's daughters with your beauty, Your face is more tender than Jasmine, Yesterday you looked at the Shah of Babylon And you took everything: the queen, the rooks, the knights.
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How full of love I am, how wonderful my sweet face, How much I would say and how dumb my tongue is! Isn't it strange, Lord? I’m exhausted from thirst, And right there a living spring flows in front of me.
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Sit down, boy! Don't tease me with your beauty! You forbid me to devour you with the fire of my eyes... Oh, I’m like the one who hears: “You overturn the cup, but don’t spill a drop!”
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The harsh Ramadan ordered to say goodbye to wine. Where are the fun days? We only dream about them. Alas, the jug stands undrunk in the basement, And more than one harlot has left untouched.
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My idol, the potter sculpted you so that before you the moon is ashamed of its charms. Let others decorate themselves for the holiday; you have the gift of decorating the holiday.
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How long will you reproach us, you nasty hypocrite, because we burn with true love for the tavern? Wine and sweetheart make us happy, but you are entangled in rosaries and hypocritical lies.
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When the tulip trembles under the morning dew, And the violet bows low to the ground, I admire the rose: how quietly the bud picks up its floor, drunk with sweet slumber!
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Those who have not escaped its spell now know happiness, those who lie like dust at dear feet drink in happiness with their souls. It will torment you, it will offend you, but don’t be offended: Everything that the moon-like sends to us is happiness!
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I love wine, I catch a moment of fun. I am neither a believer nor a heretic. “The bride is life, any ransom?” - “A spring of joy flows from the heart.”
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Saki! May I be honored with the charming feathers of love, May the bitterness of wine be replaced for me with heavenly moisture. Let Zukhra be a Changist, the interlocutor is Isa. If the heart is not joyful, then feasting is inappropriate.
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On the roses the sparkle of New Year's dew is beautiful, The beloved - God's best creation - is beautiful. Should the sage regret the past, should he scold it? Let's forget yesterday! After all, ours today is wonderful.
The most interesting quotes from Omar Khayyam that change your life for the better
Omar Khayyam is a great poet and philosopher, as well as a mathematician, astronomer, and astrologer. Most of all, Omar Khayyam was glorified by his literary and philosophical activities. In his works he wrote about life, about love, about friends, about fate, about happiness.
I picked out interesting quotes that I liked most
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We drink not because we are drawn to fun, And we do not set ourselves a goal of unbridledness. We want to get away from ourselves And therefore we are prone to drunkenness.
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A dolphin and a flounder splashed in the sea. “What a beautiful fish,” thought the dolphin. “What a freak,” thought the flounder... Envy is a terrible feeling.
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The shorter the person, the higher he lifts. He stretches his nose to where he is not tall enough.
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Two people were looking out the same window. One saw rain and mud. The other is green elm foliage, spring and blue sky. Two people were looking out the same window.
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Those who have been beaten will achieve more. Having eaten a pound of salt, he values honey more highly. He who shed tears laughs sincerely, He who died knows that he lives.
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You can seduce a man who has a wife. You can seduce a man who has a mistress. But you cannot seduce a man who has a beloved woman.
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How often, when we make mistakes in life, we lose those we value. Trying to please others, sometimes we run away from our neighbors. We exalt those who are not worthy of us, and betray the most faithful. Those who love us so much offend us, and we ourselves expect an apology.
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I have never been repulsed by a person’s poverty; it’s another matter if his soul and thoughts are poor.
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Don't make others angry and don't be angry yourself. We are guests in this mortal world. And, if something goes wrong, accept it! Be smart - smile. Think with a cool head. After all, everything in the world is natural: The evil emitted by you will certainly return to you.
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Popular poems by Omar Khayyam about women
Be careful not to be captivated by the beauty, friend! Beauty and love are two sources of torment. For this beautiful kingdom does not last forever: It strikes hearts and leaves hands.
Let my melancholy last your days: Look into my eyes at least once, beloved one! And in fact he drops his gaze... And leaves. Like this! Light a fire and drop it into the water.
O queen, you are more skillful than all the queens, Where can I, on foot, be from your cavalry! With a bishop and a king, poor me, I am driven into a corner and get checkmated by the doubled rooks.
Delight of the heart! Whose magical fingers sculpted the wondrous face of heavenly beauty? Beauties paint their faces at feasts, And so you will decorate feasts with your face!
Smelling a stream of your perfume in the breeze, My heart rushed after me... I stand in confusion, completely forgotten by him: my heart has absorbed not only the breeze - and your frivolity.
On a moonlit night I was waiting for a date with the Moon, I saw her coming. Oh heart, what's wrong with me? Eyes to the earthly moon, then to the heavenly moon... The heavenly moon darkened before the earthly one.
No reason to dream of a blessed meeting, Not a drop of perseverance in an immense separation, Not an interlocutor for an inarticulate complaint... Oh, sorrowful passion, incredible delight!
How passionately the soul speaks in moments of meeting, And how enthusiastic speech rings in the heart! I wish I could frame the diamonds of secret feelings with words!.. I just can’t get the nail out of my tongue.
If not Love itself, then, really, who are you? I look, I breathe, I live, and in this too you are. There is nothing more precious than your soul, idol; And I remember: the age is short! - you are a hundred times more valuable!
Like the wind, will I cling to her curls? Hardly. I'll gallop towards the abyss, but I'll barely turn back. That's why we have sight, so that we can see the faces of our loved ones... I seem to be sighted, but I can hardly look into her face.
Torment ages beauties. Deliver from trouble the One whose eyelids are transparent and whose lips are firm. Be more tender with your beloved: beauty slips away, leaving traces of suffering on your face.
What a temptation, what a temptation, God bless!.. Your face reigns in dreams day and night. That’s why there is pain in the chest, and trembling in the heart, and dry lips, and wetness in the eyes, and trembling in the hands.
The fluff above the rose of the mouth is like a letter! It is sealed with the seal of a violet mole. And on the moon there is a pattern - to whom and whose message? Apparently the sun is in love with someone!
I dressed many women in brocade and pearls, But I could not find the ideal among them. I asked the sage: “What is perfection?” - The one next to you! - He told me.
My idol, the potter sculpted you, so that before you the moon is ashamed of its charms. Let others decorate themselves for the holiday; you have the gift of decorating the holiday.
What do I need their lips for? I wish I could kiss your foot once, and I’d be completely happy. Oh, pen!.. And I was stunned by the dream all day. Ah, leg!.. And all night I catch you in your dreams.
Tangle of curls. There is no network more desirable. Like the vault of a mosque, eyebrow. There is no other mosque. I can’t look at your soul enough: There are no other mirrors for the soul anywhere in the world!
The curls of the sweet night are darker from the musk, And the ruby of her lips is more expensive than all stones... I once compared her figure to a cypress, Now the cypress has become proud to the roots!
Each pink, eye-caressing bush grew from the ashes of beauties, from pink lips. Every stem that we trample under our feet grew from a heart that was still full of feelings yesterday.
In the heavenly cup there are hops of airy roses. Break the glass of vain petty dreams! Why worry, honors, tossing around? The sound of quiet streams and the delicate silk of hair!
You have eclipsed China's daughters in beauty, your face is more tender than Jasmine. Yesterday you looked at the Shah of Babylon and took everything: queen, rook, bishops, knights.
The delight of dear lips, burn like rubies, Let the treasury be the envy of kings!
I’ll make a fragrant pledge for myself: For the glory of tender feelings, give me at least a lock of hair! Liked? Share the link with your friends:
