Author of quotes: Awhad al-DIN Anvari

I have a shack, and day and night she
Give me the joy of rest, food, sleep.
That to me in the shack Privolnoe habitation,
That angry sky in my being.
Above it is a sky, the firmament of the heaven whole
Only a small part of lamps burning here.
Be it the world is beautiful, that the ocean of the earth
Only a reflection of dreams that stand before me.
Everything that is in the palaces of illustrious kings,
It will fit in my shack Les Miserables.
Favorite book and next to her a biscuit -
Here is my feast, my dinner today, as of old.
Full to the edge of the bowl of my patience,
Instead of wine for a long time I quietly drink it
Pet squeaky short my Kalam{*} -
And the ring, and the harp I will give.
I do not need luxury, push me silk
Go to Sufi Harke{*}, the soul of it's light.
Of unnecessary, worldly defence, Lord!
It enslaves the soul, burdens the flesh.
The world-the elder does not run contrary to the mind
High doom, found shelter in my house.
Ago of the way the world's way was blocked by me that,
Who for me from the beginning and the pier and bulwark.
All say: delusion indulged I... Well?
In truth, I can see where people see a lie.
In the service of the Sultan - whether long life to him! -
I be no longer able, I'm tired of everything.
Although the message of Shah caresses my heart,
Pierced with anxiety, burning in the fire -
The beggar, no speech, no words no response:
My house, my rags - that's my best answer!