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  • مر حسودت را اگر چه آن منم ** جان مده تا همچنین جان می‏کنم‏
  • To thy envier, though it be I, do not give life, (but let me alone) so that I may be suffering the agony of (spiritual) death even as he is.

  • آن که او باشد حسود آفتاب ** و انکه می‏رنجد ز بود آفتاب‏
  • (I mean) him that is envious of the Sun and him that is fretting at the existence of the Sun.

  • اینت درد بی‏دوا کاو راست آه ** اینت افتاده ابد در قعر چاه‏
  • Look you, this is the incurable disease which he has, alas; look you, this is one fallen for ever to the bottom of the pit.

  • نفی خورشید ازل بایست او ** کی بر آید این مراد او بگو 1130
  • What he wants is the extinction of the Sun of eternity. Tell (me), how should this desire of his come to pass?

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  • باز آن باشد که باز آید به شاه ** باز کور است آن که شد گم کرده راه‏
  • The falcon (seeker of God) is he that comes back to the King; he that has lost the way is the blind falcon.

  • راه را گم کرد و در ویران فتاد ** باز در ویران بر جغدان فتاد
  • It lost the way and fell into the wilderness; then in the wilderness it fell amongst owls.

  • او همه نور است از نور رضا ** لیک کورش کرد سرهنگ قضا
  • It (the falcon) is wholly light (derived) from the Light of (Divine) approval, but the marshal, Fate, blinded it.

  • خاک در چشمش زد و از راه برد ** در میان جغد و ویرانش سپرد
  • He threw dust in its eyes and took it (far) away from the (right) road; he left it amidst owls and (in) the wilderness.

  • بر سری جغدانش بر سر می‏زنند ** پر و بال نازنینش می‏کنند 1135
  • To crown all, the owls attack it and tear its lovely wing-feathers and plumes.

  • ولوله افتاد در جغدان که ها ** باز آمد تا بگیرد جای ما
  • A clamour arose amongst the owls—“Ha! the falcon has come to seize our dwelling place.”

  • چون سگان کوی پر خشم و مهیب ** اندر افتادند در دلق غریب‏
  • (’Twas) as (when) the street-dogs, wrathful and terrible, have fallen upon the frock of a (dervish) stranger.

  • باز گوید من چه در خوردم به جغد ** صد چنین ویران فدا کردم به جغد
  • “How am I fit,” says the falcon, “for (consorting with) owls? I give up to the owls a hundred wildernesses like this.

  • من نخواهم بود اینجا می‏روم ** سوی شاهنشاه راجع می‏شوم‏
  • I do not wish to stay here, I am going, I will return to the King of kings.

  • خویشتن مکشید ای جغدان که من ** نه مقیمم می‏روم سوی وطن‏ 1140
  • Do not kill yourselves (with agitation), O owls, for I am not settling (here): I am going home.

  • این خراب آباد در چشم شماست ** ور نه ما را ساعد شه باز جاست‏
  • This ruin is a thriving abode in your eyes; for me, however, the King's fore-arm is the place of delight.”

  • جغد گفتا باز حیلت می‏کند ** تا ز خان و مان شما را بر کند
  • The owl (that was warning the others) said, “The falcon is plotting to uproot you from house and home.

  • خانه‏های ما بگیرد او به مکر ** بر کند ما را به سالوسی ز وکر
  • He will seize our houses by cunning, he will tear us out of our nests by (his) hypocrisy.

  • می‏نماید سیری این حیلت پرست ** و الله از جمله‏ی حریصان بدتر است‏
  • This devotee of guile pretends to be perfectly satisfied (with what he has); by God, he is worse than all the greedy together.

  • او خورد از حرص طین را همچو دبس ** دنبه مسپارید ای یاران به خرس‏ 1145
  • From greediness he eats clay as (if it were) date-syrup: O friends, do not entrust the sheep's tail to the bear.

  • لاف از شه می‏زند وز دست شاه ** تا برد او ما سلیمان را ز راه‏
  • He is boasting of the King and the King's hand, in order that he may lead us astray, simple-minded as we are.

  • خود چه جنس شاه باشد مرغکی ** مشنوش گر عقل داری اندکی‏
  • How, indeed, should a petty bird be the congener of the King? Do not listen to him, if you have (even) a little understanding.

  • جنس شاه است او و یا جنس وزیر ** هیچ باشد لایق لوزینه سیر
  • Is he the King's or the Vizier's congener? Is garlic at all suitable to sweetmeat made with walnut kernels?

  • آن چه می‏گوید ز مکر و فعل و فن ** هست سلطان با حشم جویای من‏
  • (As for) his saying, from deceit and feint and artifice, ‘The King with his retinue is searching after me,’

  • اینت مالیخولیای ناپذیر ** اینت لاف خام و دام گول گیر 1150
  • Here's an absurd mad fancy for you, here's a vain boast and a snare to catch blockheads!

  • هر که این باور کند از ابلهی است ** مرغک لاغر چه در خورد شهی است‏
  • Any one who believes this—’tis because of (his) foolishness: how is a slender little bird fit for (friendship with) royalty?