ای دوست بیا تا غم فردا نخوریم
وین یکدم عمر را غنیمت شمریم

فردا که ازین دیر فنا در گذریم
با هفت هزار سالگان سر بسریم
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O friend, come so we don't worry about tomorrow
And let's take advantage of this once in a lifetime

Tomorrow we will pass this mortal world
We are equal to seven thousand old years people

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He was a philosopher, and he loved wisdom. He loved to think, to question, to learn. He believed that wisdom was the essence of life, the way to understand the world, the way to transcend it.

She was a poet, and she loved beauty. She loved to write, to rhyme, to sing. She believed that beauty was the essence of life, the way to appreciate the world, the way to enjoy it.

They met at a tavern, drinking the same wine. He was searching for the meaning of life, she was celebrating the joy of life. They exchanged words, and then glances. They agreed to talk more, for curiosity and pleasure.

They liked each other, and soon they became lovers. They shared their thoughts, their feelings, their passions. They respected each other, admired each other, loved each other. They debated together, wrote together, drank together.

But the world does not necessarily like people who think and have beautiful words, and usually cruel to them

They wanted to live fully, but fate was cruel to them. They faced troubles, hardships, dangers. They suffered from poverty, persecution, violence. They lost their friends, their families, their homes.

They decided to escape, to find a better place, to start a new life. They packed their belongings, their books, their poems. They left the city, the country, the world. They traveled by night, by horse, by boat.

They reached a shore, and they were hopeful. They saw a land, a new land, a beautiful land. They smiled, kissed, hugged. They walked towards the land, to explore it, to claim it.

They lived, and they were happy. They entered a realm, a higher realm, a timeless realm. They reunited, spiritually, eternally. They continued their journey, their quest, their love.

They were dead. Their boat had been sunk in the sea. And they were free.