I beg your pardon: correct English is the slang of prigs who write history and essays. And the strongest slang of all is the slang of poets.

علمتني الحياة أن أبكي في زاوية لا يراني فيها أحد، ثم أمسح دمعتي، وأخرج للناس مبتسماً.

No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.

But we want peace, I would move all my people down this way. I could then keep them all quietly near camp.