Paroles et traduction Mohammad Reza Shajarian - Eftekhare Afagh

Eftekhare Afagh

افتخار همه آفاقی و منظور منی
تو منظور منی
شمع جمع همه عشاق و به هر انجمنی
به هر انجمنی

به سر زلف پریشان تو دل های پریش
همه خو کرده چو عارف به پریشان سخنی
پریشان سخنی

ز چه رو شیشه دل می شکنی
تیشه بر ریشه جان از چه زنی
سیم اندام، ولی سنگ دلی
سست پیمانی و پیمان شکنی
تو پیمان شکنی

اگر درد من به درمان رسد چه میشه
شب هجر اگر به پایان رسد چه میشه
اگر بار غم به منزل رسد چه گردد
سر من اگر به سامان رسد چه میشه
سر من اگر به سامان رسد چه میشه

ز غمت خون می گریم، بنگر چون می گریم
ز مژه دل می ریزد، ز جگر خون می آید
ز جگر خون می آید

افتخار دل و جان می آید
افتخار دل و جان می آید
یار بی پرده عیان می آید
یار بی پرده عیان می آید

Pride of Horizons

You are the pride of all horizons and my intent
You are my intent
The candle of all lovers and of every gathering
Of every gathering

Hearts are troubled because of your tangled hair
Everyone has become accustomed like a mystic to your confusing words
Your confusing words

Why do you break the glass of my heart?
Why do you strike at the root of my life with an axe?
Slender-bodied, yet hard-hearted
You break promises and covenants
You break covenants

If my pain were to find a cure, what would become of it?
If the night of separation were to come to an end, what would become of it?
If the burden of sorrow were to reach its destination, what would become of it?
If my head were to find peace, what would become of it?
If my head were to find peace, what would become of it?

I weep blood because of your sorrow, look how I weep
My heart pours from my eyelashes, blood flows from my liver
Blood flows from my liver

The pride of my heart and soul is coming
The pride of my heart and soul is coming
My love is coming, unveiled and manifest
My love is coming, unveiled and manifest