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Mosibat Nameh

Poem

بخش ۳ - الحكایة و التمثیل / Section 3 - The Tale and the Parable

Original content

مرغکیست استاده چست افتاده کار
نیست بر شاخش چو هر مرغی قرار

جملهٔ شب تا بروز او نعره زن
می در آویزد به یک پا خویشتن

جملهٔ شب بی قراری میکند
نالهٔ خوش خوش به زاری میکند

چون همه شب بر نیاید کار او
خون چکد یک قطره از منقار او

چون رود یک قطره خون از دل برونش
دل چو دریائی شود زان قطره خونش

شور ازآن یک قطره در دریا فتد
وآتشی زان شور در صحرا فتد

پس دگر شب با سر کار آید او
همچنان در نالهٔ زار آید او

چون نه سر دارد نه پای آن کار او
کی رسد آن نالهای زار او

تاترا کاری نیفتد مردوار
کی توانی ناله کرد از درد کار

English translation

There is a little bird, standing, swift, and dedicated to its work; It has no rest on its branch like other birds. All night until day, it is crying out, Hanging itself by a single foot. All night it exhibits restlessness, Softly and sweetly making its plaintive wail. Since its task is not accomplished all night long, A single drop of blood drips from its beak. When a single drop of blood leaves its heart, Its heart becomes like an ocean from that drop of blood. An uproar falls into the ocean from that single drop, And a fire falls into the desert from that uproar. Then, the next night, it returns to its work, And in the same way, it raises its plaintive cry. Since that work of its has neither beginning nor end, How will its plaintive wails ever reach their destination? Until a task befalls you in a manly fashion, How can you wail from the pain of the work?

Updated 2026-07-03

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