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I heard that by the verses Avicenna
Wrote the prescriptions for a sick people,
I heard that instantly Orpheus heal
A patients by his music.
And I am not a doctor, am not a fairy-tale healer,
But still for a people can give the advice:
Love the friend of a friend on a possibility,
Love is the drug from our troubles.
And though it is not all, I know in our will,
Every loved one is not invincible,
But then more he loves, then more
He wants to be healthy and alive.
It seems to me: and I live till
I love you and you love me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem