A merry guy is the luckiest one
In this confused world of man
For non of the mishaps can touch his merriness
Even the famed Lord of Death
He can pass his life happily
Regardless of what is happening around him
And he can pass his night soundly
Regardless of what misfortune is waiting for him
So, if we can pull our minds to a lighter side
And feel merry even for a day and night
Blessed, we will feel at last
And with delight our minds will blast
So keep your mind in the state of merrying
For it is the most effective of drugs
To cure the world of confusing stuff
And surely all of our mishaps.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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