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When you hear the speech of men of heart...
by Hāfez
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Learn the VOCABULARY |
چو بشنوی سخن اهل دل ... |
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When you hear the speech of men of heart, don't say it is
wrong.
The problem is, my dear, you are not an expert in
speech. |
چو بشنوی سخن اهل دل مگو که خطاست
سخن‌شناس نئی دلبرا سخن اینجاست |
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My head does not bow either to this world or to the next.
Praised be God for such revolts that exist in my head. |
سرم به دنیی و عقبی فرو نمی‌آید
تبارک الله ازین فتنه‌ها که در سر ماست |
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I do not know who is within me, the heartsore!
For while I am silent, he roars and clamors. |
در اندرون من خسته‌دل ندانم کیست
که من خموشم و او در فغان و در غوغاست |
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My heart came out of the veil. Where are you, O
Minstrel?
Play a tune. For my well-being depends on
your scale. |
دلم ز پرده برون شد کجائی ای مطرب
بنال هان که ازین پرده کار ما بنواست |
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I never paid attention to the affair of this world.
Your
face so beautifully adorned it in my eye. |
مرا به کار جهان هرگز التفات نبود
رخ تو در نظر من چنین خوشش آراست |
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Many nights I have not slept because of the fancy I nurture.
I have a hundred-nights' hangover. Where is
the pothouse? |
نخفته‌ام ز خیالی که می‌پزم شب‌هاست
خمار صد شبه دارم شراب‌خانه کجاست |
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So defiled is the monastery by my heart's blood that
If
you wash me with wine, you have the right to do it. |
چنین که صومعه آلوده شد زخون دلم
گرم به باده بشوئید حق به دست شماست |
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The reason they hold me dear in the Magians' house is:
The
fire that does not die is ever in my heart. |
از آن به دیر مغانم عزیز می‌دارند
که آتشی که نمیرد همیشه در دل ماست |
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What was the melody the minstrel played last night?
Though
time has passed, my head is still full of that tune. |
چه ساز بود که بنواخت دوش آن مطرب
که رفت عمر و دماغم هنوز پر ز هواست |
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Last night the voice of your love sounded in my heart.
The
space of Hāfez's breast is still full of echoes. |
ندای عشق تو دوشم در اندرون دادند
فضای سینه ز شوقم هنوز پر ز صداست |
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