From Nasreddin at Bukhara by Wlad Sololovey

Ksey_Gan

I am Khoja Nasreddin,

my master own pin!

And I will say -

I will not lie -

I will never die!

 

Let the Bukhara emir say

To the world the whole  in vain,

That I am a firebrand еand a thief,

let him prepared an axe shrift.

 

I am Khoja Nasreddin,

my master own twin!

And I will say -

I will not lie -

I will never die!

 

I will live, I will sing,

and look at the sun,

And shout to the whole world:

let the emir die! in scold!

 

I  am Khoja Nasreddin,

my master own twin!

And I will say -

I will not lie -

I will never die!

 

And the sultan has been preparing

an axe for me for a long time,

The Iranian shah - a rope, cannabic

the khan of Khiva - a  slow fire.

 

I am Khoja Nasreddin,

my master own twin!

And I will say -

I will not lie -

I will never die!

 

A beggar, barefoot, naked and worn,

I am a cheerful vagabond,

I will live, I will sing

and look at the sun.

 

I am Khoja Nasreddin,

my master own twin!

And I will say -

I will not lie -

I will never die!

 

A beloved son of the people

and protected by fate a little,

I laugh at the stupid sultan,

over the emir and even the khan!

 

I am Khoja Nasreddin,

my master own pin twin!

And I will say -

I will not lie -

I will never die!

 

I am Khoja Nasreddin - my own master,

And I will say - I will not lie - I will never die!

  • Author: Ksey_Gan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 23rd, 2025 11:42
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 3
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  • sorenbarrett

    This poem has the sound and feel of an exotic place that is in its own world and immortal



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