1Cademy - (۲) حکایت ابلیس و زاری کردن او / (2) The Tale of Iblis and His Lamentation

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Elahi Nameh

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(۲) حکایت ابلیس و زاری کردن او / (2) The Tale of Iblis and His Lamentation

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براه بادیه گفت آن یگانه
دو جوی آب سیه دیدم روانه

شدم بر پی روان تا آن چه آبست
که چندینیش در رفتن شتابست

بآخر چون بر سنگی رسیدم
بخاک ابلیس را افتاده دیدم

دو چشمش چون دو ابر خون فشان بود
زهر چشمیش جوئی خون روان بود

چو باران می گریست و زار می گفت
پیاپی این سخن همواره می گفت

که این قصه نه زان روی چو ماهست
ولی رنگ گلیم من سیاهست

نمی خواهند طاعت کردن من
نهند آنگه گنه بر گردن من

چنین کاری کرا افتاد هرگز
ندارد مثل این کس یاد هرگز

English translation

On the desert road, that unique one said, 'I saw two streams of black water flowing. I followed the trail to see what water it was, that ran with such speed. At last, when I reached a stone, I saw Iblis fallen upon the dust. His two eyes were like two blood-showering clouds, from each of his eyes a stream of blood was flowing. He was weeping like rain and lamenting, constantly repeating these words: "This story is not because of that moon-like face, but the color of my blanket is black. They do not want my obedience, yet they place the blame upon my neck. To whom has such a situation ever happened? No one remembers the likes of this!"'

Updated 2026-07-03

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