Sep. 10th, 2017 at 10:02 AM
Мирза-Шафи, заладил ты одно:
Всё про любовь поешь да про вино,
А людям то наскучило давно,
Всё, что чрезмерно, то надоедает.
О чём же петь, подайте мне совет.
Здесь на земле, где столько зла и бед,
Любовь и хмель--единственный просвет,
А светлое чрезмерным не бывает.
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"Mirza-Shafi, you keep harping upon the same old theme:
You sing of love and of wine,
But people have grown tired of these themes long ago,
Because everything that is excessive becomes tiresome."
"What shall I sing of then, do advise me.
Here in this world, where there is so much evil and so many troubles,
Love and drunkenness are the only things that let light through the heavy clouds,
And whatever birngs in light can never be excessive."
(Mirza-Shafi)
Comments
Two things greater than all things are,
The first is Love, and the second War.
And since we know not how War may prove,
Heart of my heart, let us talk of Love!"
I regret that my translation cannot do the poet's work justice. He has some really beautiful pieces, I'd posted some before.