If tonight were the last night of your life,
would you still live for a tomorrow that might never come?
or would you do everything you had to do tonight?
In a few years, sooner or later,
none of your worries today will matter.
The people you exhausted yourself for,
the words you should have said but didn't say for no reason or out of fear,
the days you spent regretting the past
and the tomorrows you burned your today for fear of not coming...
all will end.

Khayyam, as if centuries ago,
put his hand on this same wound:

"I have never been saddened by the sorrow of two days
the day that has not come and the day that has passed."

What a bitter truth...
We have spent most of our lives either grieving for something
or waiting for something that has not yet come,
and we are losing it.

And this is where Khayyam says:
Arise and come to me today, O love.

Life is this moment that is in your hands.
Yesterday is no longer yours,
nor does tomorrow still belong to you.

We are the wine and the singer and this ruined corner...
A cup, a help, a love, a quiet moment and life is nothing but this
And a life that slowly
Like water in a stream
Passes through our fingers.

And perhaps the most shocking truth is this:

The day when the jars will be made from our clay,
We will no longer have the opportunity to drink today's cup.

So if you have something to say, say it.
If you love someone, love them.
If you want to live, live.
And if there is still a dream in your heart,
Do not postpone it until "another day."

Because one day,
it may be the day when
you no longer have any "today" left.

Watch the studio version of this music on the Navai Daron channel
حکیم عمر خیام 5 | ماییم و می و مُطرب و این...

🎵 Three quatrains by Khayyam, in a musical narrative;
to remind you of the shortness of life and the value of this moment.

If this poetry and music make you think for a moment,

Music and performance: Pedram Khodabakhsh in a soft voice
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Text of the first quatrain
We come and we drink and the singer of this ruined corner
Soul and heart and cup and robe full of wine
Free from the hope of mercy and the fear of punishment
Free from dust and wind and from fire and water

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Text of the second quatrain
Arise, you beast, come for the sake of our hearts
Solve our problem with your own beauty
A jug of wine that we may drink together
Before the jugs are made of our clay

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Text of the third quatrain
These one or two or three days of life's turn have passed
Like water to a stream and like wind to a plain
Never remember the sorrow of two days
The day that has not come and the day that has passed