I am drunk and you are crazy for us, when he took us home, I told you a hundred times, I dont see anyone in the city, I dont see anyone sober, each one is more angry than the other, and crazy,
in every corner, someone is drunk, he has put his hand on the hand of a drunken butler, with a royal butler
, you are more drunk, or I am with you, because you are drunk, I am a legend, I
went out of the house, I got drunk, I came to you .In each of his eyes, there are a hundred flowers and flowers,
like a ship without anchors, and it becomes a curse, and because of his regret, he is dead, I said to a hundred wise and wise people,
"Be a friend to me, who is my relative, so that I may know you
." He mocked and said, "O my soul, I am not from Turkestan, I am not from Fergana, I
am not from water and flowers, I am not from my soul and heart , half from the edge of the sea, half
of my pain." My heart and hands are in the house of my hangover , I have a chest of words, here to explain whether or not
you are dedicated to the ruins of your income and your expenses, do not dedicate the endowment to the sober, do not leave a single grain to the sober.
