Omar Khayyam (442) “I wish there were a place to rest…”

I wish there were a place to rest
or that this long, long road would end;
and that a hundred thousand years 
from now, there were a hope that from 
the earth we’d bloom to breathe again.

Translated by Juan Cole
from Omar Khayyam’s Rubaiyat, [pdf] Whinfield 442