My child, work hard until day comes to an end,
That’s what Allah wants, for that he will commend.
After a fruitful day you will sleep well at night,
Get up in the morning and learn to read and write.
Go on with your work, rest on Friday, my son,
Awakening the dawn – that’s the job of the sun.
Yesterday it worked and tomorrow, too, it will,
After getting tired it shall hide behind a hill.
The sun needs some rest and so does the earth,
Hard work will make you into a man of great worth.
It is a chance for you on earth to find your berth.
1909
В оригинале на татарском: Эш
В переводе на русский язык: Работа (Перевод В.Думаевой-Валиевой)