Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi: Все стихи поэта

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ay sâqî, az-ân bâda ke awwal dâd-î

riTlê dô dar andâz-o be-y-afzâ shâdî

yâ châshniyê az-ân na-bâyast namûd

yâ mast-o kharâb kon, chô sar be-g'shâd-î

English Translation

O cupbearer, from that wine which you first gave,

Toss in two [more] cups worth and increase (my) happiness.

Either a taste of it must not be made known,

This being human is a guest house.

Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,

some momentary awareness comes

As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!

Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,

who violently sweep your house