نمی دانم که سرگردان چرایم

نمیدانم که سرگردان چرایم

گهی نالان گهی گریان چرایم

همه دردی بدوران یافت درمان

ندانم مو که بیدرمان چرایم

گفتی که تا گـفتی خودآ

گفتی که مستت میکنم 

پر زانچه هــستت میکنم

گـــفتم چـــگونه از کجا؟ 

گفتی که تا گـفتی خودآ

گفتی که درمــانت دهم 

بر هـــــجر پـایـانت دهم

گفتم کجا،کی خواهد این؟ 

گفتی صـــبوری باید این

Grow old along with me

Grow old along with me!

The best is yet to be,

The last of life, for which the first was made:

Our times are in His hand

Who saith "A whole I planned,

Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!''

Whatever is, is right

All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee;
All Chance, Direction, which thou canst not see;
All Discord, Harmony, not understood;
All partial Evil, universal Good:
And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite,
One truth is clear, "Whatever IS, is RIGHT."

من کسی نیستم، تو چطور؟

I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know!

How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!