Author of quotes: Alisher Navoi. Page 13

Of thousands one to share with others
And most of the misers, and all currently take.
It is the custom there, and all of it is stored:
To take from others - easy to give - hard work.

With me in the crusade two knights,
But foot I Walker:
The horses in chess, they
I can't lift my legs.
As in chess, over the edge of the fields
They are not given roads.
The black horse beneath me - the earth,
Then a white horse - the sand.

Who broke in to an escape pride,
The riches of eternity this fact now.
But if pride and I found the monastery,
L there will be wealth for another Keeper?

When I'm flying in the silence of soul ailments
Falls on me the sorrows of the dusty layer.
Just brush it off - I get out of the shack,
As human anger a hundred times I will pour!

The gold-silver! From them - only the damage owner:
Take - shines, lay hands in black.
But a soul - ruinous illness:
Will ruin the life of addiction is shameful.

Let the garden of your soul the bad boy look,
Homespun rug will do and a flower:
Dung beetle, smerda, and Rosa fuck up
The bat is not twisted moth.

Pompous idiot, from the screeching raspalas,
Able to raise the mob in the name of the evil deeds:
When the rooster calls, digging with its beak in the dirt,
This is not shit, so the chicken is not eaten!

No wonder, the blood is tears of human evil threatens always:
For flour flour after going over and trouble trouble in a hurry.
Yes there is evil and goodness is not even worth it to:
The crowd with a friendly cruelty and kindness she's an alien!
Bent even the sky under the burden of human baseness:
Sparkle the stars, as if the sweat on the body, sweating from work.
But in the primeval writings is not preduktal lots of MUK,
And on the tablets of human souls not destined to feud!
And it would only evil people forever destined,
It and hundreds of good deeds is not defeated again!
And if the cause of evil for many suffering people,
Let him make good, and it would not hurt!
Eyes and eyebrows death promise, and speech of her mouth - deceit,
Find used other only no other beauty, so proud!
No! Eternity will not find you in the mortal world among the people.

I in my youth the elders, he served in the hotel being bent back
But old age came to me, sadly the young me.
Words every day - difficult, but it is strange: is not it easier it
Strain between the rare of the teeth and not through a series of solid!
I attracted to the young stronger day by day,
But for some reason they pass me by!
Must be they are right, if you stretch the mind:
Because they have other ways, and the draw has given them.
Compare the color of camphor with musky blush their cheeks?
My flame is hidden under the snow, under a deathly white.
Among the flowering trees is koroblenii Bush
I am among the young, and hunched and sick.
About the heart, you would now do prayer in the silence -
Alas, all the noise around, forever go to silence!
Flight layovers! It's time to tame your enthusiasm:
Rush has no power, haste would be funny.
Fifty years I have sinned and what I can accomplish,
Since the eyelids will reward me even half of one!
Creator, give faith to me, I drown out my shame
For the poverty of my labors, the pain made me.
Not setuy the same Navoi, the sea is a good bounty
Excited and noisy: hope brings a wave!

When I heart and soul tasted the sorrow,
Was heart from soul, soul from the heart eh Snape sorrow?
All the grief from these two reasons, they are always longing and sadness:
When the grief from all sides, just try to dispel the sadness!
Who in this world upset because of the people of his trouble:
Someone in the dungeon gloom oppresses, one of the executioners sadness.
Listen, friend, I have sworn an oath with people of forever are not friends:
So will not penetrate into their hearts from the bitterness of my grief!
I in the remote desert Sands are not needed in disasters fellow:
Even the ghosts of the steppe is alien to my sorrow sorrow.
One deceit I saw in response to my devotion,
Because of the infidelity of the human soul in even more sadness.

In the chatter inexhaustible fount of sweet words - blab
In praise of eloquent, in speech - babbler, chatterbox.
Bring the message of the bird - praise, it does not count:
Verbose in conversation, and the letter is a chatterbox,
All his words are pleasant, and the tongue is eloquent,
Miracle l that expresses it in this cover of a gossip?
Sensitive tears break through with praise -
Where learned how to fool these simpletons chatterbox?
Be careful with chatty, can't share your trouble:
All the strangers on your sadness to tell ready talker.
Do not accept blindly on faith the meaning of all his speeches:
His speech always decorate with ornate scrollwork talker.
In the chatter of his flowery - hundred tips Navoi.
Where did he find them? Until then well talk buddy!

O you who bowed in weakness, hear the crowd humbly:
Who made one bow, bow is happy again.

About the heart, so much on earth enemies of the harm we have done
Even the devotion of friends a lie made.
Chadit from the heat of the head, as if the stones of sorrow
Punched in the dome a hole is his flawed did.
On the head - not black hair, that came down crows
And nests there to cling to the bloody wounds, did.
From the darkness of infidelity, the sky got dressed a black felt
Dawns, gates breaking, dawn made rosy.
Dried up in me the fire of love, but a body like a straw,
The suffering of passion burned, and the ashes Ganim did.

If in your youth you served old
He will grow old - the young don't hurt nothing.
Old age is coming - be respectful to the elders
But the young do not ask to serve with fervor.
Rasplavilsya hops, drunken old man
As a woman that is painted red broth.
Like roses and leaves is sewn to the snag,
The colorful clothes on the old man lean.
If the musk your became camphor, not ridiculous
Camphor or musk to seek the bazaars?
Old, will gain and honor, and reverence,
Pretending young, you condemn yourselves Karam.
If in your youth you did not complain and accepted,
As old - time arrogance and quarrels?
Fertile is the fate of one young
Who brow burned with ardent lust.
If the lust burning elder cessationism itching,
It's as if the vices stink of booze.
With young by kravcik, with the elder-mentor znaysya,
If you extend friendship to young and old.
Navoi lived in ruinous turmoil,
Although honoured was and the fame and the valiant for nothing.