I don't worry about my own humble body
But I do worry that my great state may weaken
I don't worry about my own constitution
But I do worry that my great country may be distressed
Should my humble body be exhausted,
Still my great state shall not weaken
Should my own constitution suffer,
Still my great country shall not be distressed
Chinggis' advice
He draws the enemy on with a sharp knife.
He draws the mind on with a jade writing-brush.
He stored his knife and left history in peace.
He took his brush back home.
by G.Mend-Ooyo
I've known the flying of birds and desires,
I've seen the way of stars and people.
I've taken the guardian spirit's place in the fire of the hut:
I've reached the center, I've found the distillation
by G.Mend-Ooyo
The language in which I was raised is a culture I won't forget
The land where I live until I die is a land I shall never leave.
by D.Natsagdorj
Although you smile and someone else cries today
Tomorrow, you could suffer and someone else could sing.
Since everyone goes from diapers to a coffin,
What people need is to love each other, nothing else.
by O.Dashbalbar
I am
The continuation of time-
A plant nurtured by my mother's milk
by B.Lkhagvasuren
A thousand joys in this world of joys, joys, joys
But the rarest of joys is the one joy of peace.
by D.Natsagdorj
According to a simple formula
we're said to be ordinary men.
In books of history
we're called
the common people.
When a war breaks out
We're the first to be sent
and when the enemy kills us
We share one monument.
by Ch.Chimid
Source: Mongolian Calligraphy & Poetry., 2007
Translated from the Mongolian into English by Simon Wickham-Smith
Edited by Mend-Ooyo Gombojav, Munkhnaran Ooyo, Uranchimeg Tsultem
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