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Learn this secret: move with the times.
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Make your cups and glasses sparkle bright.
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Now wine is sold in every shop,
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And everyone now sports a glass, -
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The wine cellars may soon be dry !
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How does it profit the gate-keeper
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To hate the moth ? What will he do
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With the spent-out lamp at dawn ?
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Gyrating round a shrine of love,
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I ran into Satan, who cautioned me
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Never to adore any man.
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Who would help the askha pechan,
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Which clutches his neighbour and brings him down,
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And, blind to his pain, he blooms and thrives
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Make the foolish rich man understand
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That the Sulaiman benumbs the fiercest wind,
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And an ant can vanquish a wrestler.
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Mankind has gained freedom. Why now should pie
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Honour promise and pledge ? We have the licence
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To treat faith and trust as junk !
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Lovers are sick of love's tedious yearnings:
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'How long can one live on abstract love ?
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I'll have her now by the will of the people !'
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Make the best of all you have. Brief is the time,
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For very soon you'll face the storm
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When people discover your lovely home.
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Once the bulbul asked the gardener
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What bound him to his flower beds:
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'Go now and occupy some desolate land !'
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Mahjoor keeps repeating the message of love,
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Taken up madly with his thoughts and plans,
Which make no sense to the strangers !