Listen to the old uncle Khayyam, he is the only wise
The rest give useless long sermons full of lies
Don't wait too long to have fun in life. Prize
Yourself with pleasures before your soul flies.
-RK
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XXVIII.
Oh, come with old Khayyam, and leave the Wise
To talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies;
One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies;
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
-Edward Fitzgerald
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem