O ! what are you seeking,
And where are you making?
The faggots are reeking,
The bannocks are baking!
O ! tril-lil-lil-lolly
the valley is jolly,
HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!
Aşık Odur (The Valley of Love)
The lover is a man who flares and burns,
Whose face is fevered, who in frenzy yearns,
Who knows no prudence, who will gladly send,
A hundred worlds toward their blazing end,
Who knows of neither faith nor blasphemy,
Who has no time for doubt or certainty,
Tho whom both good and evil are the same,
And who is neither, but living flame.
Sayfa 172 - Penguin Classics
