Author of quotes: Nasir Khosrow (Nosir Of Hiro)

You, o God, in the small body of an ant
Could the huge universe to close, -
Meanwhile, increased ant,
Not reduced and the universe did.
The chain of mountains that bound the West and East,
In the wings of the shells can shut;
No time eye people blink -
You universe time to create.
The sheets were subjected to breeze,
Below the firmament was hard, you decide...
On the path, Lord, to thee,
Man undergoes over forces.
Because nature and the human soul
The differ, I see no one...

Yes, even if the sage himself about the sky leaned -
For Shah, his voice not above barking dog.

When will announce the Shah's reception,
Not themselves eh heavens bend under him?
And then seem to be honorable men
Swarm with black, collection of devilry.

As disgusting ruler of the soul:
If you talk to him, respectfully breathing.

And you do not present the fact that reap is not happy,
They do not talk the words of that most abhorrent.

Under the care of always keep their possessions,
Because the hold is waiting for concerns and observations.
You have two ears, two eyes you have
Here for your gate reliable links.
Learn and experience! In the vicissitudes of life
Your knowledge - your one salvation.
Knowledge shield themselves armed,
The noise of existence knows no troubles.
Another tip: you posluham do not believe!
Rumor is always rumor: noise! But Meunier
Heard the words, heard the news
With uvedenym you can't be a comparison.
So Lushkov like rabbits, don't catch:
Everything that I heard, need confirmation.
And finally, one more thing: words are not things.
The act is the flesh! The words are the same - only the shadows...
You can hundreds of years of pearl harp,
But if you don't dive - he's your only dream.

Throw back the load of debt, for the honor to operate while studying.
Why delay? The term justice - now!
As happiness will beg of heaven, and by presenting the Genesis,
When the darkness blindly take their star happy.
Oh man! Do a face like an angel? - Is!
In charity be great like an angel.
In Novruz day fragrant in the desert you see a reason,
Blooming tulips, and every bright star!
Tulip dazzling, exulting, the star is like why? -
He took the form not the other, and one that hath need of him.
And you, is reasonable, why not imitate those who have rights,
And images take worse vysokorazvityh not recognizing?
Narcissa carvosso gold and silver it is white, -
As Iskandarova crown land creature bloomed!
And the fragrant orange like the Imperial crown, -
Fruit color, gorgeous crown it glory cesarski to face.
But the proud poplar thirsting for glory and down at the world looked -
He was right - cerebrally: he - sterility inheritance.
And you, - when the crown of domination seduced your head -
Look for a decent similarity, go to the teaching first!
The barren trees of the wood be burned and smoked for them.
And infertility is guilty, the fate could not be otherwise.
But if knowledge is to start up a fruit on the tree thy
You and sky will have honour in the fruits of the sun we know.
Make no mistake, o brother, considering the work of the poet indulgence!
The idea is, I think, easy to write about complex and simple.
Craft righteous these good point the way:
You on that - not local - a light for them priceda something.
Comma respectable these judicious book and work:
For them on that - not local - the light sweet gifts waiting for you!
If IO, a good master of words, you're a poet decided to become
You do not envy what another to be a musician, and grace!
Where to sit the singer in the custom, you have no place for a moment,
Not pohjalaisia the throat of the bull, cut out your tongue!..
But there is a danger and the other for... how long will you again,
A thousand times repeating, "Tulip" and "palm" to praise.
"Come, rosy cheeks and mill beauty, hurry!
Lophopodomyia the face of brutal and amber black curls!"
So pour streams of praises to the world of ignorance and evil
For those who are everywhere ready to commit outrages without number!
We all their whims are, so what you tell me
Poetry to glorify the laws of greed and lies.
Deceptions of the abyss of not measuring, you're obviously too simple!
False - the domain of unbelief, dishonor put into growth.
The ignorant teachings will heal. And I... I am the man, thank you,
Who are the pigs are not throwing your pearls on language "dari"!

Dumbass to bring verses of the Holy potion
What to dress the donkey in silk and a necklace.
Stand and read verse verse lush,
And your honour, meanwhile, flows down to the floor with them...
Do not be ashamed if you a great fold
And the praise pouring and every word to lie?
And here the haughty Shah to cloud-swollen -
And you reward for this slave labor?
Do not open word for a vulgar vanity,
Don't insult someone who is looking for beauty.
After all, the sound of the words of your verse, this is not
So was it the meditation and advice.
They're born in the name of silver.
And don't expect them wee light, no goodness.
No thrill of love, no sorrow, no fun
You will not find anything in donkey necklace.

You should distinguish who your friend, who is foe,
So as not to warm the enemy in the depths of his heart.
Where the enemy is the one that in about an hour
Pleasure of his will not fascinate us?
Where in the world we will find that root of unity,
Which is not covered with bark and even shadow?
The dog that squeals and cuddles as a friend
It to your friends does not change suddenly.
Dog - speak! But are you sure,
That true friend of yours you to the grave right?
And the core of the secrets entrusted to him
Will draw out forever at his word?
Tempt friends and hunger and thirst.
Love test! But only once - not twice.
Who's friendship changed at least once
So that faith is not, at least sing it like SAAZ.
In front of you and let Julita Viper body
Head her to smash out a good cause.
That's why I'm saying thing well:
Who will understand you, as itself will understand?
Only those-and friends do not on the words - in fact,
Who are our shackles and put himself b.

In the shade of plane trees, the pumpkin was grown up,
Lashes scattered in the wild without number,
Plane covered in twenty days
Itself imagine, towered over her.
"Which day would you? And older one of us?" -
Became a vegetable tree to test immediately.
Comfortable, modestly said in response:
"I have two hundred... but not days, but years!"
Laughing pumpkin dismantled: "I the twentieth day,
I - above!.. As you grow, as you can see, lazy?..
"Oh pumpkin! the tree replied, you
Today before I compete, but wait,
Here is the wind of autumn will catch cold, -
Who is low, who is high, we know then!"

You know, the heart of what a friend is?
It needs to be your fate - friend.
For this you must go this path
That would have admired thee friend.
Look for this to him
But it is a pity to sacrifice themselves, a friend!
But at the same time to you
Would also head the other.
When in this life you will find
Don't go back on him, friend.
In every longing, in the yearning any
Come with a smile native friend.
Two centuries must live to understand
To understand the gold - friend...
This is not a joke - good friends,
A friendship is not a friend.
Act a friendship to prove
Not every friend soul friend.

Came the hungry wolf sees the lambs full expanse of the steppe,
Slowly a herd grazing in a peaceful night.
Cut a wolf among sheep. A sheep eating grass.
Wolf and sheep filled with greed your stomach.
Wolf grass - lamb peace, and for the wolf he - grass.
Remember that! Rarely seen apt circulation.
Remember that phrase, a vigilantly in her gaze:
A wolf or a lamb, be afraid of any fate!
Are you in pursuit of the lamb? But, you fool, do not forget:
You like lamb, looks at somebody else.
You're not a wolf and not a lamb? Why at court
Consist of? No reservations will give me a straight answer?
Not proud of that bread wheat and lamb you eat, and each
Stale bread, the MIDs full, eat with cold water.
Alike will have you and him
Forever to lie motionless without lunch underground.
Did you hear this, does your heart, you will understand
If the ears hear the singing, if the look captured by the game?
Amazing want. The miracle in my life looking for you.
Well the window through the bars see you PA the earthly world?
No, look, and be amazed at yourself that you're bound
Chain strong under the heavens free blue.
What ignorant pathetic clean your soul,
Like an owl, lives in ruins, in a gloomy steppe deaf!
What do you want from this lush flower beds, gardens, palaces?
Thy flesh - the Palace beautiful, the panorama - to your mind.
You sleep sweetly. Over you day and night, the firmament
Lullaby singing blows, not the thunder, not the storm.
If life want to hold you like a donkey, eating and sleeping,
You stick a soul in torment, as in the dirt ass in the winter.
So with a face covered in dust, not to appear before the judge.
Pure water of knowledge the face of his soul wash!
Bath, musk and balms of old age will not win;
Old wash clothes and iron - work empty.
After all, they are not updated... instruction accept
Though advice is useful as bitter as the healing infusion.
Save as from kujata Khorasan forever
A good word of advice, word of wisdom living!

"Sorry" moneylender: in fact, from their chambers
The poor man will go to eternal hell!
If you look at it with contempt will enjoy:
Marketplace dog - and he pochtenny of the oppressor.
Animation does this soulless man
Which dirham us strangling a century?
Which is surrounded by extravagance and luxury,
The poor man is able to deprive him of sleep?
But when the curmudgeon will emit abusive spirit,
Son will feast with harlots crowd.
The miser a century chasing profit,
And this will let that go, though Yes, young bald...
Chest moneylender - in itself a sin!
And good will do go it is not for the future.
Do not drink with him wine even die of thirst:
Tears of blood is hidden in every drop.
Shames the moneylender not only the dust, but the firmament!
Disgust to him touching and death.
And at least a million years to burn in hell he will
The devil is forever in the pot and forget it.

O seeker! Reaching the hearts of all phenomena
No core, no knowledge, no skills.
Only by knowing the truth about the truth speak!
Not knowing the way - not fit to be a leader.
Oh, don't vlagi hands in an unknown hand
To, seeking forward, to travel in a circle,
The truth of the Holy is the midnight thief:
Don't you him feet to kiss.
In the market of being thieves prowling pack.
So watch your pocket and in every fear the thief.
Will the blind man to the end
Which leader takes a blind man?
Grieving! Find a guide to this,
So you found a sympathetic word.
Throughout podlinnoi no more offensive offense,
Than dignify the bigot: "Holy Istanbul!"
Listen to other - allahou breed!
And parasites - no tribe, no family...
As a precious treasure buried in the ruins,
So the righteous spirit hidden under the rags.
Of dust and thorns PA light goes rose.
Not the image in front of you: there is life prose.