Author of quotes: Alisher Navoi

Salve, I have not found, pages of books, flipping through
The body plagued me in the blood - not birds of prey if a pack?
Flames of love my heart burned, and bitter in the desert
Didn't find no healing I sheet.

The arrow of resentment in the chest and dug my heart hurt,
Barely ceased again passion took over.
So destiny: we are striving for passion young
To others - who is unloved - love does that matter?

I'll tell you: among the geeks of the earth
In particular, three species of nasty
Brainless Shah, a stingy rich man
Pundit, money greedy.

Meaner than the betrayal, the darkness and gloom will happen?
The light of the day illuminated the darkness that happen?
Spark of lightning would scorch the entire universe apart... -
Hell hell her couple happen?
To smell a trace of her dogs - that is my reward for loyalty!
Better than gold this beauty happen?
On the day of separation, sea of troubles with the head of lovers ' heats, -
The night of the betrayal, though the dew shed happen?
Blood stains the flowers on my burned body
In the grove of disaster-time will bloom in the Bush happen?
Black prolevel cheating death-loving grapples, -
Darkness heaven's rain so fierce happen?
Song pouring bitterly, Navoi burns rose -
Have mute nightingales that song happen?

Don't be fooled by the imaginary serenity of heaven:
The sky is a cunning liar, betraying everyone.

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.

Friends, confidants random its not poweraide secrets
A hundred ills over the head shattering, a stranger don't trust mysteries.
Do not give out the secret, because the fact that you are saved,
Another save not too. So, don't give out secrets.
False heart, and our tongue with he gossip spread much!
So from the peace of the harem keep their secrets.
Since the heart and the tongue were not intimate friends - too much work
To repeat: "and Now a word to the people!" Do not divulge their secrets!
Not emits clouds of sighs and tears do not roll river;
In vain not crumble pearl - and the thread does not break secrets!
And, raskromsat language of talkative and heart smashing to pieces,
And offal Smirnov dogs, never give away secrets!

Surrounded by enemies, now find me as a friend there is no hope,
Don't let Allah that even the enemy would lose track of hope.
I'm in this trap behind enemies and friend.
I believe in your friend and believe in the delusions of hope.
In the maelstrom of the troubles I got, where they say there are fears.
But there and not signs of any victory hopes.
Soul I've given, but there is no hope for a date.
And life eager lips - some in response hope.
O cupbearer, I'm so sad that the joy of the impossible
Don't see the fun I so many years of hope.
That loyalty from a friend I don't expect - don't judge.
Sage is sure that life will not give a vow of hope.
No intimacy and no hope! How not to part with life,
About Navoi, since I'd had her and the light of hope!

Do not fall for the deception of the heart to the neck
Not dragged the thread loop, you mute making!

Who are dear to me to work, making me miserable.
Unnecessary to me - me running, my spirit passionless making.
There is no use from me to whoever is waiting for me to use.
There is no use to those who have searched, in vain the rush of making.

I want to be happy and rich, my people.
Not the wine I get, the blood flowing from my wounds.
Who only wants pleasure, he is not worth anything -
He is in addiction to another will certainly fall.
Better proud and able to drink the bitterest poison
What tea will drink, though the sweet honey.
It is better that a hundred beauties? Is beautiful their flower garden?
Happy is he who with cute together, in a poor hut lives.
In your heart, you don't indulge in intoxicating feasts.
Get used to night suffering in a hut of their worries.
The bird is well on the outside, rejoicing, she sings.
The bird in the gilded cage of the bean of slavery does not bite.
It is better to be generous with their own bodies to feed the dogs,
Than from the avarice of fat, live, not knowing the trouble.
On the way to a higher purpose you are not raced on horseback.
With the poor-struggling poverty it will die.
Navoi, the sad old age for the poor in order
Who in the days of his youth a life of ease and vicious leads.

In the garden of peace includes a lot of thunder and realize I have been,
That laughter less than tears, it happens all the time.

Foes me black. Someone tell me: how can I be?
Peri, I am not guilty. Someone tell me: how can I be?
To offend people, their abuser are,
Everyone in the country getting after me. Someone tell me: how can I be?
Peri is the best doctor. I have no favorite,
The death escape is unlikely. Someone tell me: how can I be?
Bitter tears my sorrow give the news,
Of shame say. Someone tell me: how can I be?
I people bore good, and the people with me is cruel.
In mercy the Lord is rich - let him say, what can I do?
Navoi, leave I home - in native land
Anything not happy. Someone tell me: how can I be?

Two teeth I'm missing, but what a crack!
Life crawls from the cracks, the death crawls into the crack.
The cracks to close up all possible slots you can lay.
Who is this crack will provide? not a simple crack.
No matter how careful, no matter how careful you are,
Even a brief moment expands the crack.
No, not only the door of death it seems -
Many earthly seals penetrates into the crack.
From the teeth one hundred and harassment - here's my painful destiny.
Teeth age say the days believes this gap.
Closer, closer the time limit, the brink of obscurity more visible.
Not alone thinning teeth, and eyes - empty slot.
And all the above lifting, grief and sorrow smoke
Covers them and darkness fills this gap.
Tirelessly, relentlessly, through the orbits, between the teeth
Old age of a hundred ailments attends the crack.
Navoi, the way to get ready is your last journey.
Approaching death means the vicinity of this slit.