A journey without a guide is dangerous,
A body without a head can't live — it perishes. This is word handed down from the old books:
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A body without a head can't live — it perishes. This is word handed down from the old books:
Don't try to defend your name. Wearing the crown of humiliation and reproach,
Your voice, your beauty, your mind and wit. Saying, “There is no one like me in the world,”
You'll have much regret for having eaten your fill. And the heaviest torment of all, it seems, will come
Sometimes not knowing is better than knowing. Not every pain is sorrow and grief,
You gallop fine steeds across the field! If in the war and struggle of man and Satan
Don't forget those who belonged to your heart in your past! If God grants His blessing and destines you for victory,
It gives each the verdict he deserves. Shall I call time a wise teacher?
Offered a flower of wisdom in his "Gulistan". That wisdom is true, do not object,
When bitter sorrows take hold of your heart, When the air is never enough for your chest —
There can surely be no greater honor than this. Truth is light, and the owls flee from it,
That is, just like this world itself. If you wish to live in perfect happiness,
Your intentions come to life when spoken by your tongue. In the river of your words you will be a diver all your life
Once you have said it, you must live it. If you do not live the Word you have said,
Which Word? Not the Words that adorn pulpits, fluttering about amid applause!