Omar Khayyám Quotes

دریاب که از روح جدا خواهی رفت
در پرده اسرار فنا خواهی رفت
می نوش ندانی از کجا آمده‌ای
خوش باش ندانی به کجا خواهی رفت

ولاتذق نفسك مر الأسى
فإنما اعمارنا للنفاذ

ای کاش که جای آرمیدن بودی
یا این ره دور را رسیدن بودی
کاش از پی صد هزار سال از دل خاک
چون سبزه امید بر دمیدن بودی

Waste not your Hour, nor in the vain pursuit
Of This and That endeavor and dispute;
Better be merry with the fruitful Grape
Than sadden after none, or bitter, fruit.

The moving hand once having writ moves on. Nor all thy piety nor wit can lure it back to cancel half a line.

صاحب من الناس كبار العقول
واترك الجُهّال أهل الفضول
واشرب نقيع السمِّ من عاقلِ
واسكب على الأرض دواء الجَهول

Of all my seeking this is all my gain:
No agony of any mortal brain
Shall wrest the secret of the life of man;
The Search has taught me that the Search is vain.

I brought the cup to my lips with greed
Begging for longevity, my temporal need
Cup brought its to mine, its secret did feed
Time never returns, drink, of this take heed

Would you be happy! hearken, then, the way:
Heed not to-morrow, heed not yesterday;
The magic words of life are here and now -
O fools, that after some to-morrow stray!

Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
And Lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light

Dawn filled the sky with roses. In the
crystal-clear air the last song of the nightingale
dies. The smell of the wine weakens. This is the moment
when fools dream of fame! How soft
is your hair, my beloved!

May your love for your beloved
be as great as the love of the bottle for the glass.
Look, how one gives and one receives, lip against
lip, the precious blood of the grapes!

من بی می ناب زیستن نتوانم
بی باده کشید بار تن نتواتنم
من بنده آن دمم که ساقی گوید
یک جام دگر بگیر ومن نتوانم

Now the New Year reviving old Desires,
The thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires.

نلبس بين الناس ثوب الرياء
ونحن في قبضة كفّ القضاء
وكم سعينا نرتجى مهربًا
فكان مسعانا جميعًا هباء