He began my creation with constraint, By giving me life he added only confusion: We depart reluctantly still not knowing The aim of birth, existing, departure. آورد به اضطرارم اول به وجود جز حیرتم از حیات چـیزی نفزود رفتیم به اکراه و ندانیم چه بـود زین آمدن و بودن و رفتن مقصود To being was I brought without consent, And naught of life I reaped save wonderment; Then willy-nilly left not knowing why I came and lived and left this tenement. Into this Universe, and why not knowing, Nor whence, like Water, willy-nilly flowing: And out of it, as Wind along the Waste, I know not whither, willy-nilly blowing. Omar Khayyam/ T - - PA & JH-S T--AS RIEV--EF
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