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رباعیات عمر خیام (فارسی، انگلیسی)
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از همینجا سلامتی و شادباشی را برای آقای شهریاری از خداوند بزرگ، آرزومندم. و از ایشان کمال تشکر را دارم. |
The day the stallion of time was tamed and trained Venus and Jupiter were adorned and stained This life for us was allotted and ordained This was not our will; were thus chained and restrained |
Heaven is incomplete without a heavenly romance Let a glass of wine be my present circumstance Take what is here now, let go of a promised chance A drumbeat is best heard from a distance |
When the canary made its way to the field Found the rose and wine smiling, kneeled, In tongues its message in my ear it thus reeled Hark, no moment in time did twice yield |
If my coming were up to me, I’d never be born And if my going were on my accord, I’d go with scorn Isn’t it better that in this world, so old and worn Never to be born, neither stay, nor be away torn? |
At dawn came a calling from the tavern Hark drunken mad man of the cavern Arise; let us fill with wine one more turn Before destiny fills our cup, our urn |
In childhood we strove to go to school, Our turn to teach, joyous as a rule The end of the story is sad and cruel From dust we came, and gone with winds cool |
O friend, for the morrow let us not worry This moment we have now, let us not hurry When our time comes, we shall not tarry With seven thousand-year-olds, our burden carry |
Khayam, if you are intoxicated with wine, enjoy! If you are seated with a lover of thine, enjoy! In the end, the Void the whole world employ Imagine thou art not, while waiting in line, enjoy |
I resolve daily that at dusk I shall repent For a night with a cup full of wine spent. In the presence of flowers, my resolve simply went In such company, I only regret that I ever resolved to repent |
The palace where Jamshid held his cup The doe and the fox now rest and sup Bahram who hunted game non-stop Was hunted by death when his time was up |
The caravan of life shall always pass Beware that is fresh as sweet young grass Let’s not worry about what tomorrow will amass Fill my cup again, this night will pass, alas |
Happily I walked with the tavern down the line Passed an old drunk, holding a bottle of wine "Do you not fear God?" was reproach of mine said, "Mercy is God’s sign, in silence I wine and dine |
It is a day neither hot nor cold, Clouds help the dry flowers unfold Canary with his song to the flower told Drink while you can, yourself don’t scold |
This Old World we’ve named Cosmos by mistake Is the graveyard of nights & days, no more awake And a feast that hundred Jamshid’s did break And a throne that hundred Bahram’s did make |
The secrets eternal neither you know nor I And answers to the riddle neither you know nor I Behind the veil there is much talk about us, why When the veil falls, neither you remain nor I |
Before time takes you by surprise Ask for good red wine and get wise You are not of gold, don’t believe the lies You are put to dust, once again you’ll rise. |
I brought the cup to my lips with greed Begging for longevity, my temporal need Cup brought its to mine, its secret did feed Time never returns, drink, of this take heed |
All my companions, one by one died With Angel of Death they now reside In the banquette of life same wine we tried A few cups back, they fell to the side |
As the rising Venus and moon in the skies appear To the goodness of quality wine, nothing comes near I am amazed at the vendors of a liquid so dear Where they’ll buy a better thing, is not clear |
Don’t permit sorrow to be your friend Sadness and pain become your trend Don’t let the book or the farm you tend Rule your life before to earth you descend |
Some in deep thought spirit seek Some lost in awe, of doubt reek I fear the voice, hidden but not weak Cry out "awake! Both ways are oblique." OR Some are thoughtful on their way Some are doubtful, so they pray. I hear the hidden voice that may Shout, "Both paths lead astray." |
Like God, if this world I could control Eliminating the world would be my role I would create the world anew, whole Such that the free soul would attain desired goal. |
This cup was made by the Wise Lord With love & care to the heights soared The potter who shaped with such accord To make and break the same clay, can also afford. |
Signs of destiny have always been Those hands inscribed both good and mean What was written, came from the unseen Though we tried without and worried within. |
At all times, merrily try To drink wine and in song cry Millions of kings in silence lie From coming of January and passing of July. |
Drinking wine is my travail Till my body is dead and stale At my grave site all shall hail Odor of wine shall prevail. |
When the clay into a cup is molded Its breaking, the drunk scolded; Many limbs and heads are enfolded Through whose love unfolded, by which decree folded? |
Good and evil, our moral prison, Joy and sorrow passing like season, Fate in the way of logic and reason Is the victim of far worse treason. |
Lover of drunk and the outcast Better than pious prayer and fast Thou art the first and art the last Caress if thou wilt, if thou wilt blast. |
When the Maker formed nature Why imperfect was the venture If it is good, why departure And if bad, why form capture? |
This Universal wheel, this merry-go-round In our imagination we have found The sun a flame, in the Cosmic lantern bound We are mere ghosts, revolving, the flame surround. |
The rose claimed to be Jacob of grass and dirt A red ruby resurrected with a green skirt I said if this is so, show a sign of your hurt Said just take a look at my bloody shirt. |
Anxiously I began this course With life my awe grew even worse Unwillingly returned with force What was the point, I ask my source. |
In the wheel of fortune the unseen vine Drink, be merry, wait your turn in line When it is your turn, neither cry nor whine Everyone must taste the same deadly wine. |
O Life, you put many traps in my way Dare to try, is what you clearly say All that is, thy command must obey You lead me away and call me astray. |
Why treat thy slave so cold as ice? Where is thy light to save me from vice? Even with command of Paradise Where is thy gift above my just price? |
They say in heaven are beautiful lovers Sweet taste of wine in the air hovers Fear not if succumbed to same earthly powers In the end the same, one discovers |
Take all the worldly goods, but in lieu Let the beauty of nature renew And at night on the grass like dew And in the morn take me away from view. |
Drink wine that drives away joy and pain And the thought of Seventy Two nations’ reign Never withhold from such elixir again Of which one sip will purge all that’s insane. |
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