https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mwOZvUch2pE Translation: Rememb’ring the belovèd, wine we drink Which drunk had made us ere the vine’s creation. A sun it is; the full moon is its cup; A crescent hands it round; how many stars Shine forth from it the moment it be mixed! But for its fragrance ne’er had I been guided Unto…
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(English adaptation by Martin Lings) Full near I came unto where dwelleth Layla, when I heard her call. That voice, would I might ever hear it! She favored me, and drew me to her, Took me in, into her precinct, With discourse intimate addressed me. She sat me by her, then came closer, Raised the…
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