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Elahi Nameh

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(۹) حکایت مجنون با آن سائل که سؤال کرد / (9) The Tale of Majnun with That Questioner Who Asked

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چنین گفته ست مجنون آن یگانه
که یک تن داد دادم در زمانه

دگر بودند مشتی بی سلامت
که می کردند در عشقم ملامت

زنی پیش من آمد- گفت- یک روز
کنارم پر ز خون بد سینه پر سوز

میان خاک و خونم دید مانده
چو گردون سرنگونم دید مانده

مرا گفتا ز بهر چه چنینی
که غرق خون بخاکستر نشینی

بدو گفتم که لیلی را بدیدم
بدادم عقل و رسوائی خریدم

ز عشق روی لیلی ام چنین من
که از عشقش نه دل دارم نه دین من

مرا زن گفت ای شوریده مجنون
من از نزدیک لیلی آیم اکنون

اگر آنست نیکوئی که او راست
نخواهد گشت هرگز کار تو راست

بتر زین بایدت بود این چه باشد
بباید مرد دل غمگین چه باشد

سزاوارست کز عشق چنان کس
نباشد چون تو عاشق در جهان کس

که روی آنست کز عشق چنان روی
شوی چون موی از تاب چنان موی

ازان زن مردئی دیدم که باید
وزو حرفی پسندیدم که شاید

حدیث عشق و دل کاری شگفتست
یکیست این هر دو با هم درگرفته ست

سخن از عشق و از دل بیم جانست
مگر بر دار گوئی جایش آنست

دلم خون گشت ای ساقی تودانی
حدیث دل مگو باقی تو دانی

English translation

Thus said Majnun, that unique one, That one person did me justice in the world. The rest were a handful of unsound ones, Who reproached me in my love. A woman came to me—he said—one day, My side was full of blood, my chest burning. She saw me left in the dust and blood, She saw me left inverted like the sky. She said to me, 'For what reason are you thus, That you sit drowned in blood in the ashes?' I told her that I had seen Layla, I gave up my reason and bought disgrace. From love for Layla's face I am thus, For from her love I have neither heart nor faith. The woman said to me, 'O frenzied Majnun, I am coming from near Layla right now. If that is the goodness that she possesses, Your affair will never become right. You must be worse than this, what is this? You must die, what is a sorrowful heart? It is fitting that from love for such a person, There be no lover like you in the world. For a face is such that from love for such a face, You become like a hair from the curl of such hair.' From that woman I saw manliness as is needed, And from her I approved a word as is fitting. The tale of love and heart is an astonishing thing, These two are one, tangled together. To speak of love and of heart is a fear for one's life, Unless you speak it on the gallows, its place is that. My heart has turned to blood, O Cupbearer, you know! Do not speak the tale of the heart, the rest you know.

Updated 2026-07-03

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