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بخش ۱۲ - رفتن مجنون روز دیگر به قبیله لیلی و ملاقات کردن باوی و به جهت ازدحام اغیار مجال سخن نایافتن / Section 12 - Majnun Going the Next Day to Layla's Tribe and Meeting Her, and Not Finding an Opportunity to Speak Because of the Crowd of Strangers

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چون عیسی صبح دم برآورد
وز زرد قصب علم برآورد

باد دم او به مشکبیزی
اخضر شجر و شکوفه ریزی

زرین علمش به زرفشانی
نیلی صدف و گهرفشانی

قیس از دم اژدهای شب رست
وز آه و نفیر دم فرو بست

بر ناقه رهنورد دم زد
واندر ره بی خودی قدم زد

می راند نشید شوق خوانان
تا ساحت خیمه گاه جانان

در خیمه چو سایه چون نه ره داشت
از دور زمام خود نگه داشت

نادیده ز خیمگی نشانی
می گفت به خیمه داستانی

کای قبله نور و حجله حور
در سایه ات آفتاب مستور

لیلی ست مرا چو چشم روشن
تو پرده چشم روشن من

هستم ز مژه سرشکباران
چون دامن تو به روز باران

بر گریه زار من ببخشای
وز طلعت یار پرده بگشای

چون میخم اگر رسد به سر سنگ
زینجا نکنم به رفتن آهنگ

هر چند دهند پیچ و تابم
خود را به تو بسته چون طنابم

بر بار تو تن نهاده دایم
هستم چو ستون ستاده قایم

بار دل من بسی ست بی یار
از گردن من بیفکن این بار

در پیچش کار من چه کوشی
وز من رخ یار من چه پوشی

جیب من اگر درد جفایت
دست من و دامن وفایت

من بودم و دوش گریه و سوز
وای ار گذرد چو دوشم امروز

لیلی ست چو آب زندگانی
من تشنه جگر چنانکه دانی

وقت است که بر لبم فشاند
یک قطره و آتشم نشاند

من از غمش اینچنین در آتش
او خرم و شادکام و دلخوش

قیس ار چه نشد بلند آواز
در خیمه شید لیلی آن راز

در سینه فروخت آتش او
شد سوی برون عنانکش او

از پرده خیمه چهره گلگون
آمد چون گل ز غنچه بیرون

بر ناقه ستاده قیس را دید
چون صبح به روی او بخندید

از حقه لعل گوهر افشاند
وز پسته شور شکر افشاند

گفت ای زده دم ز مهر رویم
بر جان تو داغ آرزویم

دردی که تو را نشسته در دل
یا کرده به سینه تو منزل

داری تو گمان که مرغ آن درد
تنها به دل تو آشیان کرد

هست ای ز تو باغ عیش خندان
درد دل من هزار چندان

لیکن چو تو دم زدن نیارم
سوی تو قدم زدن نیارم

رازی که توانیش تو گفتن
من نتوانم به جز نهفتن

عاشق زده کوس جامه پاکی
معشوق و لباس شرمناکی

عاشق غم دل به ناله پرداز
معشوق و به جان نهفتن آن راز

عاشق نالد ز درد دوری
معشوق و خموشی و صبوری

عاشق گرید ز پرده بیرون
معشوق به دل فرو خورد خون

عاشق ره جست و جو سپارد
معشوق به خانه پا فشارد

عاشق که کشد فغان به عیوق
باشد ز هوای روی معشوق

معشوق به درد و غم معانق
باشد به امید وصل عاشق

سازنده که ساز عشق پرداخت
معشوقی و عاشقی به هم ساخت

این هر دو نوا ز یک مقامند
از یکدیگر جدا به نامند

چون قیس شنید این ترانه
برداشت سرود عاشقانه

از ذوق درید پیرهن را
بر خاک فکند خویشتن را

می خواست که از هوای لیلی
چون سایه فتد به پای لیلی

با او ز گذشته راز گوید
غم های زمانه باز گوید

همزادانش روان ز هر سوی
حاضر گشتند مرحبا گوی

دهشت زده گشت قیس از آنان
لب بست ز گفت و گوی جانان

محروم ز کام خویش برگشت
دلخسته و سینه ریش برگشت

می رفت به درد و غم دلی جفت
با خویشتن این سرود می گفت

کای قوم که همدمان یارید
یکدم او را به من گذارید

تا سیر جمال او ببینم
خرم به وصال او نشینم

زین چیست بتر که دلفگاری
برده شب فرقت انتظاری

پر خون دل و دیده بامدادان
گردد به وصال دوست شادان

نایافته نطق را مجالی
ناگفته هنوز حسب حالی

ناگاه گروهی از کرانه
حایل گردند در میانه

از نطق زبان وی ببندند
بر جان وی این گره پسندند

کس روی چنین کسان مبیناد
جز دامن ازین خسان مچیناد

روزی زینسان به شب رسیدش
رنجی و غمی عجب رسیدش

شب نیز بدین صفت به سر برد
محمل به نشیمن سحر برد

پا ساخت ز سر به راه لیلی
شد باز به خیمه گاه لیلی

دید از اغیار خیمه خالی
گم هر که نه یار ازان حوالی

بوسید به خدمت آستانه
بر پای ستاد خادمانه

لیلی به درون خیمه اش خواند
بر مسند احترام بنشاند

هنگامه عاشقی نهادند
سر نامه عاشقی گشادند

هر دو معشوق و هر دو عاشق
چون شیر و شکر به هم موافق

لیلی و سری به عشوه سازی
قیس و نظری به پاکبازی

قیس و خط سبز بر بناگوش
لیلی و سفر ز خطه هوش

لیلی و گره ز مو گشادن
قیس و دل و دین به باد دادن

قیس و سخنان خنده انگیز
لیلی و ز خنده در شکر ریز

لیلی و کرشمه های خوبی
قیس و غم عشق و سینه کوبی

القصه دو دوست گشته همدم
کردند اساس عشق محکم

آن بر سر صدر ناز بنشست
وین در صف عاشقی کمر بست

بردند به سر چنانکه دانی
در شیوه عشق زندگانی

English translation

When the Jesus of dawn breathed forth its breath and raised a banner of yellow brocade, the breeze of its breath, scattering musk, greened the trees and shed the blossoms; its golden banner, scattering gold, the indigo shell, scattering pearls. Qays escaped from the breath of night's dragon and from sighs and wailing he stilled his breath. He mounted the road-faring she-camel and stepped onto the road of self-oblivion. He rode along, singing songs of longing, toward the courtyard of the beloved's tents. Having no way into the tent, like a shadow he held back his reins from afar. Seeing no sign of the tent-dweller, he told his tale to the tent: 'O qibla of light and bridal bower of the houri, in your shade the sun lies concealed. Layla is to me as a bright eye, and you are the veil of my bright eye. From my lashes I rain down tears like your skirt on a rainy day. Have mercy on my bitter weeping and lift the veil from the beloved's face. Like my tent-peg, though my head strike stone, I will not set my heart on leaving here. However much they twist and wrench me, I have bound myself to you like my own rope. Ever laying my body beneath your burden, I stand firm like an upright pillar. The burden of my heart is heavy without the beloved; cast this burden from my neck. Why do you strive to tangle my affair and hide my beloved's face from me? Even if your cruelty tears my collar, my hand still holds the skirt of your fidelity. Last night I passed with weeping and burning; alas, if today should pass like last night. Layla is like the water of life, and I am thirsty of liver, as you know. It is time she sprinkled upon my lip one drop, and quenched my fire. I, from grief for her, am thus in flames, while she is glad, content, and merry of heart.' Though Qays did not raise his voice aloud, in the tent Layla sensed that secret. She kindled a fire within her breast and turned her reins toward the outside. From the curtain of the tent her rosy face came forth like a rose from the bud. She saw Qays standing upon his camel and, like the dawn, she smiled upon his face. From the casket of her ruby lips she scattered pearls, and from her pistachio mouth she scattered sweet sugar. She said: 'O you who breathe of love for my face, upon your soul is the brand of longing for me. The pain that has settled in your heart, or has made its dwelling in your breast — do you imagine that the bird of that pain has nested in your heart alone? O you by whom the garden of joy laughs, the pain of my heart is a thousandfold as much. Yet, like you, I dare not breathe a word; I dare not take a step toward you. The secret that you are able to speak, I can do nothing but conceal. The lover beats the drum in open garb; the beloved wears the garment of modesty. The lover pours out his heart's grief in lament; the beloved hides that secret with her life. The lover moans from the pain of parting; the beloved keeps silence and patience. The lover weeps out beyond the veil; the beloved swallows blood within her heart. The lover treads the road of seeking; the beloved stands firm within her home. The lover, who lifts his cry to Capella, does so from longing for the beloved's face; the beloved, embracing pain and grief, lives in hope of union with the lover. The Maker who fashioned the instrument of love fashioned both the beloved and the lover together. These two melodies are of a single mode, parted from each other only in name.' When Qays heard this song, he took up a lover's melody. From ecstasy he tore his shirt and cast himself upon the dust. He longed that, out of yearning for Layla, like a shadow he might fall at Layla's feet, to tell her the secrets of the past and recount the sorrows of the age. Her companions, rushing from every side, arrived, offering their greetings. Qays was seized with dread of them and shut his lips from speaking with the beloved. Deprived of his desire, he turned back, heart-stricken and wounded of breast he returned. He went, his heart yoked to pain and grief, and to himself he sang this song: 'O people who are the beloved's companions, leave her to me for a single moment, that I may gaze my fill upon her beauty and sit in joy at union with her. What is worse than this — that a broken-hearted one, having passed the night of parting in waiting, with heart and eye full of blood, at daybreak should grow glad at union with the friend, yet, not finding a chance for speech, not having told his state, suddenly a throng from the fringe come between as a barrier; they bind his tongue from utterance and fasten this knot upon his soul. May no one look upon the face of such folk; may none gather anything but the skirt from these base ones.' Thus one day reached its night for him, and a strange pain and grief befell him. The night, too, he passed in this fashion, and bore his litter to the dawn's resting place. He made his head into feet on the road to Layla and went again to Layla's tents. He found the tent empty of strangers, everyone who was not the beloved gone from that place. In service he kissed the threshold and stood upon his feet like a servant. Layla called him into the tent and seated him on the cushion of honor. They set up the clamor of love and opened the preamble of love's letter — both of them beloved and both of them lover, harmonious together like milk and sugar: Layla, her head inclined to coquetry; Qays, his gaze fixed in pure devotion; Qays, with the green down upon his cheek; Layla, journeying out of the realm of reason; Layla, loosening the knot of her tresses; Qays, giving heart and faith to the wind; Qays, with words that provoke laughter; Layla, scattering sugar with her laughter; Layla, with the graces of her beauty; Qays, with love's grief and the beating of his breast. In short, the two friends became companions and made firm the foundation of love. She sat at the head of the seat of coquetry, and he girded his loins in the ranks of love. They spent, just as you know, their life in the way of love.

Updated 2026-07-19

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