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(۳) حکایت ترسا بچه / (3) The Tale of the Christian Boy

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یکی ترسای تاجر بود پر سیم
که او را خواجگی بودی در اقلیم

یکی زیبا پسر او را چنان بود
که آن ترسا بچه شمع جهان بود

بنفشه زلف مشک افشان ازو یافت
گل نازک لب خندان ازو یافت

نقابش چون ز رخ باز اوفتادی
بشب در روز آغاز اوفتادی

چو شست زلف مشکین تار بستی
همه عشاق را زنار بستی

ز بس کژی که زلف او نمودش
سر یک راستی هرگز نبودش

چو کردی حرب مژگانش بحربه
فرو دادی دو گیتی را دو ضربه

چو ابرویش بزه کردی کمان را
ز تیرش بیم جان بودی جهان را

شکر پاشیدن از لب مذهبش بود
که دارالملک شیرینی لبش بود

کنار عاشقان از لعل خندانش
چو دریائی شده از در دندانش

مگر بیمار شد آن زندگانی
بمرد القصه در روز جوانی

پدر از درد او می کشت خود را
بدر افکند هم جان هم خرد را

به آخر چون بشست و کرد پاکش
مسلمان گشت و برد آنگه بخاکش

چنین گفت او که گشت امروز ما را
ز مرگ این پسر دین آشکارا

که البته خدا را نیست فرزند
مبراست از زن و از خویش و پیوند

که گر او را یکی فرزند بودی
بداغ من کجا خرسند بودی

بدانستم که جز بی علتی نیست
کسی کو نیست مؤمن دولتی نیست

English translation

There was a wealthy Christian merchant, Who possessed mastery in the region. He had such a beautiful son, That the Christian boy was the candle of the world. The violet gained its musk-scattering locks from him, The delicate rose gained its smiling lips from him. When the veil fell from his face, Day would begin in the midst of night. When he tied the snare of his musky locks, He bound the zunnar upon all lovers. From the abundant curls that his hair displayed, He never had a single inclination toward straightness. When his eyelashes waged war with a spear, He dealt two blows to both worlds. When his eyebrow strung its bow, The world feared for its life from his arrow. Scattering sugar from his lips was his religion, For his lip was the capital of sweetness. The embrace of lovers, from his smiling ruby, Became like a sea from the pearls of his teeth. As fate would have it, that life fell ill, In short, he died in the days of his youth. The father nearly killed himself from the pain of his loss, He cast aside both his soul and his reason. At last, when he washed him and made him pure, He became a Muslim and then laid him in the earth. He spoke thus: 'Today, for me, Through the death of this son, the true religion has become manifest. That certainly God has no child, He is free from wife, from kin, and from connection. For if He had a single child, How could He be content with my fiery sorrow? I knew that there is no one but the Uncaused, Anyone who is not a believer possesses no true fortune.'

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