Alisher Navoi. (№ 355723)

Friends that will comfort us in sorrow, nothing, not looking, no.
Ready to hurt us - the sea, to be on the defense - no!
The soul obedient to the thread winds around your arrows.
And the blood from the wound of the heart flows. Sew - so thread no.
Don't say: "Oh it you limp in sorrow no tears lei".
And limp because it hurts, in his heart, no zeal.
Let blown me away the breath of the beloved - in vain all:
Support the breath in the soul, as in a sieve, no.
I say that with love peri do not value, do not believe:
To the speeches of a madman and trust - I do not hold it against me! - no.
When empty talk against you - get out.
All is vanity, all disputes, quarrels... they shelter there.
Among mindless fun sober, Navoi.
Other than as a hangover, in the feast do not wait, no.