What Would Happen – Magtymguly Pyragy

What Would Happen
Oh, my friends, there is no way to know,
What will happen to us,
Look at this deluding fate,
It will add poison to our food.
The Angel of death will come and open its mouth,
The Earth will embrace the slender waists,
He who came smiling to this world will leave it crying,
It will not take mercy at our tears.
Don’t rely on happiness and fate,
It can turn into hundreds of thousands of dreams.
There is no trust in wealth or treasure,
The entire world looks like a dream.
The fate looked at us awry,
It stretches out its hand and bewitches us,
Spreading grain around on the middle of our path,
It laid traps around us.
Magtymguly, if you go to the Hereafter,
You will be asked about your good and bad deeds,
When the precious soul leaves the body,
The soil will be happy to embrace our flesh.
Magtymguly Pyragy
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