Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul: Hafiz Rubaiyat 11-20

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Sunday, December 31, 2006

Hafiz Rubaiyat 11-20

Hafiz حافظ Rubaiyat 11-20 11 First enticed me to take the cup, When I got drunk, told me to stop. My eyes watery, my heart on fire, I became dust and your wind picked me up. اول بـه وفا می وصالـم درداد چون مست شدم جام جـفا را سرداد پر آب دو دیده و پر از آتـش دل خاک ره او شدم بـه بادم برداد 12 All treasures ain’t worth this oppression. All pleasures ain’t worth one transgression. Not even seven thousand years of joy Is worth seven days of depression. نی دولـت دنیا به ستـم می‌ارزد نی لذت مستی‌اش... Sign in to see full entry.

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