خون دوید از چشم همچون جوی او ** دشمن جان وی آمد روی او

Blood ran from his eye (that flowed with tears) like a river; his (handsome) face became the enemy of his life.

دشمن طاوس آمد پر او ** ای بسی شه را بکشته فر او

The peacock's plumage is its enemy: O many the king who hath been slain by his magnificence!

گفت من آن آهوم کز ناف من ** ریخت این صیاد خون صاف من‌‌

He said, “I am the muskdeer on account of whose gland this hunter shed my pure (innocent) blood.

ای من آن روباه صحرا کز کمین ** سر بریدندش برای پوستین‌‌ 210

Oh, I am the fox of the field whose head they (the hunters springing forth) from the covert cut off for the sake of the fur.

ای من آن پیلی که زخم پیل بان ** ریخت خونم از برای استخوان‌‌

Oh, I am the elephant whose blood was shed by the blow of the mahout for the sake of the bone (ivory).

آن که کشتستم پی مادون من ** می‌‌نداند که نخسبد خون من‌‌

He who hath slain me for that which is other than I, does not he know that my blood sleepeth not (will not rest unavenged)?

بر من است امروز و فردا بر وی است ** خون چون من کس چنین ضایع کی است‌‌

To-day it lies on me and to-morrow it lies on him: when does the blood of one such as I am go to waste like this?

گر چه دیوار افکند سایه‌‌ی دراز ** باز گردد سوی او آن سایه باز

Although the wall casts a long shadow, (yet at last) the shadow turns back again towards it.

این جهان کوه است و فعل ما ندا ** سوی ما آید نداها را صدا 215

This world is the mountain, and our action the shout: the echo of the shouts comes (back) to us.”

این بگفت و رفت در دم زیر خاک ** آن کنیزک شد ز عشق و رنج پاک‌‌

He said this and at the (same) moment went under the earth (gave up the ghost). The handmaiden was purged of love and pain,