Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, There is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, The world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phase each other Doesn't make any sense.
Rumi (13th century)
Eto ya tol'ko chto nashla v metro...A pro Deja Vu, ya kak raz sejchas vspominala, prosmatrivaya nezakonchenyj perevod. :)
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There is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
The world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phase each other
Doesn't make any sense.
Rumi (13th century)
Eto ya tol'ko chto nashla v metro...A pro Deja Vu, ya kak raz sejchas vspominala, prosmatrivaya nezakonchenyj perevod. :)
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