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Daad As In Del

دو زلفونت بود تار ربابم
چه می خواهی از این حال خرابم
تو که با مو سر یاری نداری
چرا هر نیمه شو آیی به خوابم
چرا هر نبمه شو آیی به خوابم
فلک در قصد آزارم چرایی
گلم گر نیستی خارم چرایی
تو که باری ز دوشم بر نداری
میونه بار سر بارم چرایی
تو که نوشم نهی نیشم چرایی
تو که یارم نهی پیشم چرایی
تو که مرحم نهی زخم دلم را
نمک پاش دل ریشم چرایی
نمک پاش دل ریشم چرایی
خدایا داد از این دل داد از این دل
که یکدم مو نگشتم شاد از این دل
چو فردا داد خواهان داد خواهند
بگویم صد هزاران داد از این دل
چو فردا داد خواهان داد خواهند
بگویم صد هزاران داد از این دل
دلم دور است و احوالش ندونم
کسی خواهد که پیغامش رسونم
خداوندا ز مرگم مهلتی ده
که دیداری به دیدارش رسونم
خداوندا ز مرگم مهلتی ده
که دیداری به دیدارش رسونم
اگه دردم یکی بودی چه بودی
اگه غم اندکی بودی چه بودی
ببالینم حبیبی یا طبیبی
از این هر دو یکی بودی چه بودی
ندونم لخت و عریونم که کرده
کدوم جلاد بی جونم که کرده
بده خنجر که تا سینه کنم چاک
ببینم عشق تو با مو چه کرده
بده خنجر که تا سینه کم چاک
ببینم عشق تو با مو چه کرده

Wound As In Heart

Your two ringlets were the strings of my rebab
What do you want from my ruined state?
You who do not care about hair
Why do you come to me every midnight in my sleep?
Why do you come to me every midnight in my sleep?
Why does fate intend to torment me so?
If you are not my flower, why are you my thorn?
You who do not lift a burden from my shoulders
Why are you a burden on top of my burdens?
You who do not make me drunk, why are you my sting?
You who are not my lover, why are you before me?
You who do not heal the wound of my heart
Why are you the salt that rubs into my wounded heart?
Why are you the salt that rubs into my wounded heart?
Oh God, I cry out against this heart, against this heart
That not for a single moment have I been happy with this heart
When the seekers of justice come tomorrow
I will tell them hundreds of thousands of complaints against this heart
When the seekers of justice come tomorrow
I will tell them hundreds of thousands of complaints against this heart
My heart is far away, and I do not know its condition
Is there anyone who will take my message to it?
Oh God, grant me a reprieve from death
So that I may pay it a visit and give it my news
Oh God, grant me a reprieve from death
So that I may pay it a visit and give it my news
If my pain were only one, what would it be?
If my sorrow were only small, what would it be?
At my bedside, my beloved or a physician
One of these two would be enough, what could it be?
I do not know who has stripped me naked and left me bare
Which executioner has left me lifeless?
Give me a dagger so that I may cut open my chest
And see what your love has done to me
Give me a dagger so that I may cut open my chest
And see what your love has done to me