I am, indeed, a wine-bibber; then, wherefore, O monk! wranglest thou with me?
Men’s destinies are from all eternity-would thou couldst like thyself make me!
Wisely thou counselest-a blessing, O monitor, be upon thy tongue!
But it were well, if by means of words, thou couldst the river’s water disguise.
They, who possessed naught of sense or understanding, have gone to Heaven;
Whilst those, who prided themselves upon their wisdom, have gone to Hell.
(Khoshal Khan Khattak)
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