Nasir Khosrow (Nosir Of Hiro). (№ 344338)

Here flew the eagle from the high rocks. He, according to the custom of the eagle,
Fresh prey was searched, revealing two Royal wing.
He boasted wings straightness, their immense width:
"The whole world under the wings of the hold. Who will contend with me?
So, who's flying so high? Let him get up here!
Who? Hawk or dove, or vulture? Never!
Climbing up, I see hair on the bottom of the sea: so look sharp.
A shiver of wings flies over the Bush distinguishes my watchful eyes."
Boasted of doom without fear - and what came of it?
The shooter, ambush, hiding, archery was aiming at him.
Passed under the wings of the arrow... So it was destined to rock, -
And instantly dropped the eagle high in the clouds on the bottom.
Falling, the eagle leapt like a fish on dry sand.
It is the fate of the fish tested, and he looked round in anguish,
And surprise: what a piece of iron with a stick is simple -
However threw him to unattainable heights.
And I realized why the arrow caught up, humiliated eagle:
With his own feathered pen she was.