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Out of this world, we’re on our way:
Our greetings to those who will stay
We send all our greetings to those
Who give us their blessings and pray.
Under Death’s weight, our backs gave way;
Now our tongues have nothing to say
We send greetings to those who’ve asked
About us as, near death, we lay.
Fateful Death takes our lives away:
None can
Now hear this, lovers, my friends:
Love is a precious thing;
It doesn’t grace everyone.
Love is a decorous thing.
It makes ash heaps out of hills,
Into hearts it blazes trails,
Turns sultans into vassals—
I wonder-is anyone here
A stranger as forlorn as I?
His heart wounded, his eyes tearful
A stranger as forlorn as I?
Let no one be lonesome like me
Or writhe in exile’s agony.
Teacher, I hope no one will be
My fleeting life has come and gone—
A wind that blows and passes by.
I feel it has been all too brief,
Just like the blinking of an eye.
To this true word God will attest:
The Spirit is the Body’s guest,
Some day it will vacate the breast
As birds, freed from their cages, fly.
Geldi geçti ömrüm benim
Şol yel esip geçmiş gibi
Hele bana şöyle geldi
Şol göz yumup açmış gibi
İşbu söze Hak tanıktır
Bu can gövdeye konuktur
Bir gün ola çıka gide
Kafesten kuş uçmuş gibi
Hear me out, my dear friends,
Love resembles the sun.
The heart that feels no love
Is none other than stone.
What can grow on stone hearts?
Though the tongue softly starts,
Words of venom fume, rage,
Your love has wrested me away from me,
You’re the one I need, you’re the one I crave.
Day and night I burn, gripped by agony,
You’re the one I need, you’re the one I crave.
I find no great joy in being alive,
If I cease to exist, I would not grieve,
The only solace I have is your love,
You’re the one I need, you’re the one I crave.
Lovers yearn
The other world lies beyond sight.
Here on earth we must live upright.
Exile is torment, pain, and blight.
No one comes back once he is gone.
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