Learning is the joy of life and living, its pleasure excites the mind,
Stimulating the heart as an intellectual exercise, an act of the mind.
My learning is precious to my soul, its philosophical premises
Compete with different thinkers of renown and difficulty and truth.
To be every minute is like passing time with a heart of great achievement,
Learn then, these words of the absolute guile, the guy of whole thought.
My boys and girls are trained to be doctors, my father and my mother
Train me to fight with mind and virtue, to learn the wilderness and desert.
I must not commit treason, I must not learn those guys of injustice,
Their humour is obsolete, their thinking is beyond the hell and the earthquake.
Our souls are bought by only other souls, but souls are dismissed,
Souls of learning can never be discarded, according to the rules of God.
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