گفت در باطن خدایا از تو داد ** محتسب بر پیرکی چنگی فتاد
He said within himself, “O God, help, I beseech thee! The Inspector has fallen upon a poor old harper.”
چون نظر اندر رخ آن پیر کرد ** دید او را شرمسار و روی زرد
When ‘Umar looked on the old man's countenance, he saw him ashamed and pale.
پس عمر گفتش مترس از من مرم ** کت بشارتها ز حق آوردهام
Then ‘Umar said to him, “Fear not, do not flee from me, for I have brought thee glad tidings from God.
چند یزدان مدحت خوی تو کرد ** تا عمر را عاشق روی تو کرد2180
How often has God praised thy disposition, so that He has made ‘Umar in love with thy face!
پیش من بنشین و مهجوری مساز ** تا به گوشت گویم از اقبال راز
Sit down beside me and do not make separation (between us), that I may say into thine ear the secret (message) from (the Divine) favour.
حق سلامت میکند میپرسدت ** چونی از رنج و غمان بیحدت
God sends thee greeting and asks thee how thou farest in thy distress and boundless sorrows.
نک قراضهی چند ابریشم بها ** خرج کن این را و باز اینجا بیا
Lo, here are some pieces of gold to pay for silk. Spend them and come back to this place.”
پیر لرزان گشت چون این را شنید ** دست میخایید و بر خود میتپید
The old man trembled when he heard this, biting his hand and quivering all over,
بانگ میزد کای خدای بینظیر ** بس که از شرم آب شد بیچاره پیر2185
Crying, “O God who hast no like!” inasmuch as the poor old man was melted with shame.
چون بسی بگریست و از حد رفت درد ** چنگ را زد بر زمین و خرد کرد
After he had wept long and his grief had gone beyond (all) bounds, he dashed his harp on the earth and broke it to bits.
گفت ای بوده حجابم از اله ** ای مرا تو راه زن از شاه راه
He said, “O thou (harp) that hast been to me a curtain (debarring me) from God, O thou (that hast been) to me a brigand (cutting me off) from the King's highway,
ای بخورده خون من هفتاد سال ** ای ز تو رویم سیه پیش کمال
O thou that hast drunk my blood for seventy years, O thou because of whom my face is black (disgraced) before (the Divine) perfection!
ای خدای با عطای با وفا ** رحم کن بر عمر رفته در جفا
Have mercy, O bounteous God who keepest faith, on a life passed in iniquity!
داد حق عمری که هر روزی از آن ** کس نداند قیمت آن در جهان2190
God gave (me) a life, the value of every single day whereof none in the world can know.
خرج کردم عمر خود را دمبهدم ** در دمیدم جمله را در زیر و بم
I have spent my life, breath by breath: I have breathed it all away in treble and bass.
آه کز یاد ره و پردهی عراق ** رفت از یادم دم تلخ فراق
Ah me, that in minding the (musical) mode and rhythm of ‘Iráq the bitter moment of parting (from this world) went out of my mind (was forgotten).
وای کز تری زیر افکند خرد ** خشک شد کشت دل من دل بمرد
Alas that from the liquid freshness of the minor zírafgand the seed sown in my heart dried up, and my heart died.
وای کز آواز این بیست و چهار ** کاروان بگذشت و بیگه شد نهار
Alas that from (my preoccupation with) the sound of these four-and-twenty (melodies) the caravan passed and the day grew late.”
ای خدا فریاد زین فریادخواه ** داد خواهم نه ز کس زین داد خواه2195
O God, help (me) against this (self of mine) that is seeking help (from Thee): I seek justice (redress) from no one (else, but only) from this justice-seeking (self).
داد خود از کس نیابم جز مگر ** ز آن که او از من به من نزدیکتر
I shall not get justice for myself from any one except, surely, from Him who is nearer to me than I;
کاین منی از وی رسد دم دم مرا ** پس و را بینم چو این شد کم مرا
For this “I-hood” comes to me from Him moment by moment: therefore when this has failed me, I see (only) Him,
همچو آن کاو با تو باشد زر شمر ** سوی او داری نه سوی خود نظر
As (when you are with) one who is counting out gold to you, you keep your gaze (directed) towards him, not towards yourself.
گردانیدن عمر نظر او را از مقام گریه که هستی است به مقام استغراق که نیستی است
How ‘Umar, may God be well-pleased with him, bade him (the harper) turn his gaze from the stage of weeping, which is (self-) existence, to the stage of absorption (in God).
پس عمر گفتش که این زاری تو ** هست هم آثار هشیاری تو
Then ‘Umar said to him, “This wailing of thine is also (one of) the marks of thy sobriety (self-consciousness).
راه فانی گشته راهی دیگر است ** ز آن که هشیاری گناهی دیگر است2200
The way of him that has passed away (from self-consciousness) is another way, because sobriety is another sin.
هست هشیاری ز یاد ما مضی ** ماضی و مستقبلت پردهی خدا
Sobriety exists (arises) from recollection of what is past: past and future are to thee a curtain (separating thee) from God.