When comes the spring and winter goes away
The pages of our life's book are running out
Drink wine and don't be sad , foras the wise has said
"The world's grief is like a poison and the only cure is wine "
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| a poet from Khayam |
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When comes the spring and winter goes away The pages of our life's book are running out Drink wine and don't be sad , foras the wise has said "The world's grief is like a poison and the only cure is wine " |