Paroles et traduction Reza Bahram - Lotf

Lotf

ﺑﺒﯿﻦ ﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﺷﺪﻡ ﺍﯼ ﺭﻫﮕﺬﺭ
ﻣﺮﺍ ﻫﺮﺟﺎ ﮐﻪ ﺷﺪ ﺑﺎ ﺧﻮﺩ ﺑﺒﺮ
ﺑﺎﻭﺭﻡ ﮐﻦ
ﺗﺎ ﺗﻮ ﺍﺯ ﺭﺍﻩ ﺭﺳﯽ ﺷﺎﻋﺮﺍﻥ ﺷﻌﺮ ﺳﺮﺍﯾﻨﺪ
ﻗﻮﻡ ﻣﺮﺩﺍﻥ ﻣﺒﺎﺭﺯ ﺑﻪ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺷﻬﺮ ﺑﯿﺎﯾﻨﺪ
ﺗﺎ ﺍﺯ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍﻩ ﺭﺳﯽ ﭘﻨﺠﺮﻩ ﻫﺎ ﺑﺎﺯ ﺑﻤﺎﻧﺪ
ﻣﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺯﻥ ﺑﺮ ﺳﺮ ﻫﺮ ﮐﻮﭼﻪ ﺁﻭﺍﺯ ﺑﺨﻮﺍﻧﻨﺪ
ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﻟﻄﻒ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﺪ ﮔﺬﺭﯼ ﮐﻨﯽ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﮐﻮﭼﻪ ﺑﻦ ﺑﺴﺖ
ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﻟﻄﻒ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﺪ ﺑﺮ ﺩﻝ ﻏﻢ ﺯﺩﻩ ﻣﺎ ﺑﮑﺸﯽ ﺩﺳﺖ
ﻣﻦ ﺗﻮﻗﻊ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻡ ﻫﻤﻨﺸﯿﻨﻢ ﺷﻮﯼ ﺍﯼ ﺣﻀﺮﺕ ﺩﺭﯾﺎ
ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﻟﻄﻒ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﺪ ﺑﺰﻧﯽ ﻣﻮﺝ ﺑﺮ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺳﺎﺣﻞ ﺗﻨﻬﺎ
ﺯﯾﺒﺎﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺗﻨﻬﺎ ﺗﻮﯾﯽ
ﺻﺒﺮ ﻭ ﻗﺮﺍﺭ ﻣﻦ ﻫﻤﻪ
ﺩﺍﺭ ﻭ ﻧﺪﺍﺭ ﻣﻦ ﻧﺨﻮﺍﻫﯽ ﺑﮕﺬﺭﯼ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﻝ ﺁﺯﺭﺩﻩ ﻣﻦ
ﺑﯽ ﺗﻮ ﮐﻪ ﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪﯼ ﺩﮔﺮ ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﻤﺎﻧﺪ ﻫﻤﻪ
ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﮐﻪ ﻣﯿﺪﺍﻧﺪ ﺗﻮﯾﯽ ﺣﺎﻝ ﺧﻮﺵ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺑﺎﻭﺭ ﭘﮋﻣﺮﺩﻩ ﻣﻦ
ﭘﮋﻣﺮﺩﻩ ﻣﻦ! ﭘﮋﻣﺮﺩﻩ ﻣﻦ!
ﻣﺎﻩ ﺷﺐ ﮔﺮﺩ ﮐﺠﺎ
ﺻﻮﺭﺕ ﻣﺎﻩ ﺗﻮ ﮐﺠﺎ
ﺷﺐ ﺑﯽ ﻧﻮﺭ ﮐﺠﺎ
ﺯﻟﻒ ﺳﯿﺎﻩ ﺗﻮ ﮐﺠﺎ
ﺩﻝ ﻣﻐﺮﻭﺭ ﻣﺮﺍ ﺑﺒﯿﻦ ﺭﺳﺎﻧﺪﯼ ﺑﻪ ﮐﺠﺎ
ﻫﯽ ﺷﺪﻡ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺯﺑﺎﻥ ﻫﻤﻪ ﻋﺎﻟﻢ ﺑﻪ ﺧﺪﺍ
ﺯﯾﺒﺎﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺗﻨﻬﺎ ﺗﻮﯾﯽ
ﺻﺒﺮ ﻭ ﻗﺮﺍﺭ ﻣﻦ ﻫﻤﻪ
ﺩﺍﺭ ﻭ ﻧﺪﺍﺭ ﻣﻦ ﻧﺨﻮﺍﻫﯽ ﺑﮕﺬﺭﯼ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﻝ ﺁﺯﺭﺩﻩ ﻣﻦ
ﺑﯽ ﺗﻮ ﮐﻪ ﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪﯼ ﺩﮔﺮ ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﻤﺎﻧﺪ ﻫﻤﻪ
ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﮐﻪ ﻣﯿﺪﺍﻧﺪ ﺗﻮﯾﯽ ﺣﺎﻝ ﺧﻮﺵ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺑﺎﻭﺭ ﭘﮋﻣﺮﺩﻩ ﻣﻦ
ﭘﮋﻣﺮﺩﻩ ی ﻣﻦ! ﭘﮋﻣﺮﺩﻩ ی ﻣﻦ!
ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﻟﻄﻒ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﺪ ﮔﺬﺭﯼ ﮐﻨﯽ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﮐﻮﭼﻪ ﺑﻦ ﺑﺴﺖ
ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﻟﻄﻒ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﺪ ﺑﺮ ﺩﻝ ﻏﻢ ﺯﺩﻩ ﻣﺎ ﺑﮑﺸﯽ ﺩﺳﺖ
ﻣﻦ ﺗﻮﻗﻊ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻡ ﻫﻤﻨﺸﯿﻨﻢ ﺷﻮﯼ ﺍﯼ ﺣﻀﺮﺕ ﺩﺭﯾﺎ
ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﻟﻄﻒ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﺪ ﺑﺰﻧﯽ ﻣﻮﺝ ﺑﺮ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺳﺎﺣﻞ ﺗﻨﻬﺎ

Lotf

Look, I've fallen in love, oh passerby
Take me with you wherever you go
Believe me
Until you come, poets will compose verses
Brave warriors will come to this city
Until you come, the windows will remain open
Men and women will sing in every street
It would be kind of you to pass by this dead-end alley
It would be kind of you to reach out to my sorrowful heart
I don't expect you to be my companion, oh mighty ocean
It would be kind of you to make waves on this lonely shore
My beauty, you alone are
My patience and peace of mind
My all and everything You will not pass by this wounded heart of mine
Without you, no more smiles will remain with me. Everyone
In the world knows that you are the joy of this withered faith of mine
Withered me! Withered me!
Where is the moonlit night
Where is the face of your moon
Where is the starless night
Where are your black curls
See where you have brought my proud heart
I have become the talk of everyone, by God
My beauty, you alone are
My patience and peace of mind
My all and everything You will not pass by this wounded heart of mine
Without you, no more smiles will remain with me. Everyone
In the world knows that you are the joy of this withered faith of mine
Withered me! Withered me!
It would be kind of you to pass by this dead-end alley
It would be kind of you to reach out to my sorrowful heart
I don't expect you to be my companion, oh mighty ocean
It would be kind of you to make waves on this lonely shore