1Cademy - بخش ۱۶ - استفسار کردن اهل قبیله مجنون از حال وی و اطلاع یافتن بر محبت وی با لیلی / Section 16 - The People of Majnuns Tribe Inquiring About His Condition and Learning of His Love for Layla

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بخش ۱۶ - استفسار کردن اهل قبیله مجنون از حال وی و اطلاع یافتن بر محبت وی با لیلی / Section 16 - The People of Majnun's Tribe Inquiring About His Condition and Learning of His Love for Layla

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بیاع متاع هوشیاری
رقاص سماع بی قراری

ویرانه نشین کوه اندوه
دیوانه سوار قله کوه

گنجور خزانه های افلاس
رنجور فسانه های وسواس

آسوده سایه مغیلان
سرگشته وادی ذلیلان

دمساز مغنیان فریاد
همراز مجردان آزاد

همگردن آهوان صحرا
همشیون بلبلان شیدا

تاراج رسیده شه عشق
نعلین دریده ره عشق

سنگ افکن شیشه خانه عقل
بر هم زن دام و دانه عقل

با گور و گوزن همطویله
با دیو و پری ز یک قبیله

یعنی مجنون اسیر لیلی
شوریده دار و گیر لیلی

چون از خود و قوم خود بگردید
وز قاعده خرد بگردید

بر بستر شب نیارمیدی
چون روز شدی کسش ندیدی

سر رشته عهد پاره کردی
وز همعهدان کناره کردی

هر یاری را که دیدی از دور
از یاری او رمیدی از دور

هر خویشی را که آمدی پیش
دور افکندی ز خویشی خویش

چون قوم وی این صفت بدیدند
در طعنه وی زبان کشیدند

کو را ز میان ما چه حال است
کز قوم خودش چنین ملال است

تیغی نه به مرحمت کشیده ست
وز ما صله رحم بریده ست

چون هاله به گرد او نشستند
پیرامن ماه حلقه بستند

دیدند دلیل و نبض جستند
وز خامشیش زبان بشستند

نگشاد گره ز پرده راز
وز پرده برون نداد آواز

یاری بودش در آن قبیله
قایم به مساعی جمیله

شیرین کاری سخن گزاری
در پرده عشق رازداری

گفتند بدو که قیس هر چند
کرده ست چو نی ره نفس بند

در وی دردم دم وفایی
باشد که برون دهد صدایی

افتاد پی تفحص حال
روزی دو سه قیس را ز دنبال

وآخر گفتش که ای برادر
دارم ز غمت دلی پر آذر

داغ غم تو بسوخت جانم
زد شعله ز مغز استخوانم

پیوند وفا بریدنت چیست
وز صحبت من رمیدنت چیست

زین پیش به هم حریف بودیم
چون لام و الف الیف بودیم

انصاف بده که آن کجا رفت
آن قاعده چون شد و چرا رفت

بنشین نفسی که راز گوییم
احوال گذشته باز جوییم

یار ار نه به راز لب گشاید
بوی یاری ز وی نیاید

در خلوت دوستان دمساز
معماری دوستان کند راز

مجنون چو شنید این ترانه
زد ناله و آه عاشقانه

گفت ای دیرینه همدم من
واندر هر راز محرم من

کاریم به سر فتاده دشوار
در ورطه مردنم ازان کار

کاری نه که بار رنج و اندوه
صد بار فزون گران تر از کوه

این بار اگر نیفتد از پشت
دانم به یقین که خواهدم کشت

پرسید که آن کدام بار است
وان بر دلت از کدام یار است

گفتا غم لیلی و بیفتاد
از گفتن نام آن پریزاد

هم چشم ز کار رفت و هم گوش
هم لب ز حدیث گشته خاموش

دست از دو جهان فشاند تا دیر
نی مرده نه زنده ماند تادیر

آن یار چو دید حال او را
در عشق و وفا کمال او را

دانست که کار و بار او چیست
معشوقه کدام و یار او کیست

ز آشفتگیش بسی بیاشفت
وان راز نهان به دیگران گفت

مقصود وی آنکه آن غم و رنج
گردد ز دواگران دواسنج

English translation

A seller of the merchandise of sobriety, A dancer in the sama of restlessness. Dweller of the ruins on the mountain of sorrow, A madman mounted upon the mountain peak. Treasurer of the treasuries of destitution, Afflicted by the tales of obsession. At ease in the shade of the thorn-tree, Bewildered in the valley of the abject. Companion of the singers of lament, Confidant of the free-spirited solitaries. Neck to neck with the desert gazelles, Co-mourner with the frenzied nightingales. Plundered by the king of love, His sandals torn upon love's road. A hurler of stones at the glass-house of reason, A wrecker of the snare and bait of reason. Sharing a stable with the wild ass and the deer, Of one tribe with demon and fairy — That is to say, Majnun, captive of Layla, Distraught in the tumult of Layla. When he turned away from himself and his own people, And turned aside from the rule of reason, Upon the bed of night he found no rest; When day came, no one saw him. He broke the thread of the covenant, And withdrew from those bound with him. Any friend he beheld from afar, From that friendship he fled far away. Any kinsman who came near to him, He cast off from his own kinship. When his people saw this trait in him, They loosed their tongues in reproach of him: 'What is his state here among us, That he is so weary of his own kin? He has drawn no sword in any kindness, Yet he has severed the bond of blood with us.' Like a halo they sat around him, Forming a ring about the moon. They sought for signs and felt his pulse, And by his silence gave up on his speech. He loosed no knot from the veil of secrets, And gave forth no voice from behind the veil. He had a friend within that tribe, Steadfast in noble endeavors, Sweet in his deeds, eloquent in speech, A keeper of secrets in the veil of love. They said to him: 'Though Qays, Like a reed, has stopped up the passage of his breath, Breathe into him a breath of loyalty; Perhaps he will send forth some sound.' So he set out to inquire into his state, Following after Qays for two or three days, And at last said to him: 'O brother, From your grief I bear a heart full of fire. The brand of your sorrow has burned my soul, A flame has risen from the marrow of my bones. Why do you sever the bond of loyalty, And why do you flee from my company? Before this we were companions together, Joined like the lam and the alif. Be fair: where has that gone? What became of that bond, and why did it depart? Sit a while, that we may speak our secrets, And seek out once more the affairs now past. If a friend opens not his lips to secrets, No scent of friendship comes forth from him. In the privacy of intimate friends, It is the secret that builds the friendship.' When Majnun heard this song, He let out a lover's moan and sigh. He said: 'O my old companion, And confidant in every secret of mine, A hard matter has befallen me; From that matter I stand at the brink of death. A matter whose burden of pain and sorrow Is a hundredfold heavier than a mountain. If this burden does not fall from my back, I know for certain it will slay me.' He asked: 'What is that burden, And from which beloved is it upon your heart?' He said: 'The sorrow of Layla' — and he fell, Overcome at uttering the name of that fairy-born. Both his eye and his ear ceased their work, And his lip too fell silent from all speech. He shook his hands off both the worlds for long, Remaining neither dead nor living for long. When that friend beheld his condition, And his perfection in love and loyalty, He knew what his matter and his burden were, Who was the beloved and who his darling. He was much troubled by his distraction, And told that hidden secret to others — His aim being that that grief and pain Might be weighed for a cure by the healers.

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