گر مرادت را مذاق شکر است ** بیمرادی نه مراد دل بر است
Although the object of thy desire has the taste of sugar, is not absence of any object of desire (in thee) the object of the Beloved's desire?
هر ستارهش خونبهای صد هلال ** خون عالم ریختن او را حلال
Every star of His is the blood-price of a hundred new moons: it is lawful for Him to shed the blood of the (whole) world.
ما بها و خونبها را یافتیم ** جانب جان باختن بشتافتیم1750
We gained the price and the blood-price: we hastened to gamble our soul away.
ای حیات عاشقان در مردگی ** دل نیابی جز که در دل بردگی
Oh, the life of lovers consists in death: thou wilt not win the (Beloved's) heart except in losing thine own.
من دلش جسته به صد ناز و دلال ** او بهانه کرده با من از ملال
I sought (to win) His heart with a hundred airs and graces, (but) He made excuses to me (put me off) in disdain.
گفتم آخر غرق تست این عقل و جان ** گفت رو رو بر من این افسون مخوان
I said, “After all, this mind and soul (of mine) are drowned in Thee.” “Begone,” said He, “begone! Do not chant these spells over Me (do not seek thus to beguile Me).
من ندانم آن چه اندیشیدهای ** ای دو دیده دوست را چون دیدهای
Do not I know what thought thou hast conceived? O thou who hast seen double, how hast thou regarded the Beloved?
ای گران جان خوار دیده ستی و را ** ز آن که بس ارزان خریده ستی و را1755
O gross-spirited one, thou hast held Him in light esteem, because thou hast bought Him very cheaply.
هر که او ارزان خرد ارزان دهد ** گوهری طفلی به قرصی نان دهد
He that buys cheaply gives cheaply: a child will give a pearl for a loaf of bread.”
غرق عشقیام که غرق است اندر این ** عشقهای اولین و آخرین
I am drowned in a love (so deep) that therein are drowned the first loves and the last.
مجملش گفتم نکردم ز آن بیان ** ور نه هم افهام سوزد هم زبان
I have told it summarily, I have not explained it (at length), otherwise both (my power of) causng (thee) to understand and (my) tongue (itself) would be consumed.
من چو لب گویم لب دریا بود ** من چو لا گویم مراد الا بود
When I speak of “lip,” ’tis the lip (shore) of the Sea; when I say “not,” the intended meaning is “except.”
من ز شیرینی نشستم رو ترش ** من ز بسیاری گفتارم خمش1760
By reason of (inward) sweetness I sit with sour face: from fullness of speech I am silent,
تا که شیرینی ما از دو جهان ** در حجاب رو ترش باشد نهان
That in the mask of sour-facedness my sweetness may be kept hidden from the two worlds.
تا که در هر گوش ناید این سخن ** یک همیگویم ز صد سر لدن
In order that this subject may not come to every ear, I am telling (only) one out of a hundred esoteric mysteries.
تفسیر قول حکیم: به هرچ از راه وامانی چه کفر آن حرف و چه ایمان به هرچ از دوست دور افتی چه زشت آن نقش و چه زیبا در معنی قوله علیه السلام إن سعدا لغیو ر و أنا أغیر من سعد و الله أغیر منی و من غیرته حرم الفواحش ما ظهر منها و ما بطن
Commentary on the saying of the Hakím (Saná’í): “Any thing that causes thee to be left behind on the Way, what matter whether it be infidelity or faith? Any form that causes thee to fall far from the Beloved, what matter whether it be ugly or beautiful?”—and (a discourse) on the meaning of the words of the Prophet, on whom be peace: “Verily, Sa‘d is jealous, and I am more jealous than Sa‘d, and Allah is more jealous than I; and because of His jealousy He hath forbidden foul actions both outward and inward.
جمله عالم ز آن غیور آمد که حق ** برد در غیرت بر این عالم سبق
The whole world became jealous because God is superior to all the world in jealousy.
او چو جان است و جهان چون کالبد ** کالبد از جان پذیرد نیک و بد
He is like the spirit, and the world is like the body: the body receives from the spirit (both) good and evil.
هر که محراب نمازش گشت عین ** سوی ایمان رفتنش میدان تو شین1765
Any one whose prayer-niche is turned to the (mystical) revelation, do thou regard his going (back) to (the traditional) faith as shameful.
هر که شد مر شاه را او جامهدار ** هست خسران بهر شاهش اتجار
Any one who has become Master of the robes to the King, it is loss for him to traffic on the King's behalf.
هر که با سلطان شود او همنشین ** بر درش بودن بود حیف و غبین
Any one who becomes the intimate friend of the Sultan, it is an injury and swindle (for him) to sit at his door.
دستبوسش چون رسید از پادشاه ** گر گزیند بوس پا باشد گناه
When (the privilege of) kissing the (King's) hand has been bestowed on him by the King, it is a sin if he prefers to kiss the (King's) foot.
گر چه سر بر پا نهادن خدمت است ** پیش آن خدمت خطا و زلت است
Although to lay the head on the (King's) foot is an act of obeisance, (yet) compared with the former act of obeisance it is a fault and backsliding.
شاه را غیرت بود بر هر که او ** بو گزیند بعد از آن که دید رو1770
The King is jealous of any one who, after having seen the face, prefers the (mere) scent.
غیرت حق بر مثل گندم بود ** کاه خرمن غیرت مردم بود
To speak in parables, God's jealousy is the wheat, (while) men's jealousy is the straw in the stack.
اصل غیرتها بدانید از اله ** آن خلقان فرع حق بیاشتباه
Know that the root of (all) jealousies is in God: those of mankind are an offshoot from God, without resemblance (being implied).
شرح این بگذارم و گیرم گله ** از جفای آن نگار ده دله
I will leave the explanation of this and will begin to complain of the cruelty of that fickle Beauty.
نالم ایرا نالهها خوش آیدش ** از دو عالم ناله و غم بایدش
I wail because wailings are pleasant to Him: He wants from the two worlds wailing and grief.
چون ننالم تلخ از دستان او ** چون نیم در حلقهی مستان او1775
How should I not wail bitterly on account of His deceit, since I am not in the circle of those intoxicated with Him?
چون نباشم همچو شب بیروز او ** بیوصال روی روز افروز او
How shall I not be like night, without His day and without the favour of His day-illuming countenance?
ناخوش او خوش بود در جان من ** جان فدای یار دل رنجان من
His unsweetness is sweet in my soul: may my soul be sacrificed to the Beloved who grieves my heart!
عاشقم بر رنج خویش و درد خویش ** بهر خشنودی شاه فرد خویش
I am in love with my grief and pain for the sake of pleasing my peerless King.
خاک غم را سرمه سازم بهر چشم ** تا ز گوهر پر شود دو بحر چشم
I make the dust of sorrow a salve for mine eye, that the two seas of mine eyes may be filled with pearls.
اشک کان از بهر او بارند خلق ** گوهر است و اشک پندارند خلق1780
The tears which people shed for His sake are pearls—and people think they are tears.
من ز جان جان شکایت میکنم ** من نیم شاکی روایت میکنم
I am complaining of the Soul of the soul, (but in truth) I am not complaining: I am (only) relating.
دل همیگوید کز او رنجیدهام ** وز نفاق سست میخندیدهام
My heart is saying, “I am tormented by Him,” and I have (long) been laughing at its poor pretence.
راستی کن ای تو فخر راستان ** ای تو صدر و من درت را آستان
Do (me) right, O glory of the righteous, O Thou who art the dais, and I the threshold of Thy door!
آستان و صدر در معنی کجاست ** ما و من کو آن طرف کان یار ماست
Where are threshold and dais in reality? In the quarter where our Beloved is, where are “we” and “I”?
ای رهیده جان تو از ما و من ** ای لطیفهی روح اندر مرد و زن1785
O Thou whose soul is free from “we” and “I,” O Thou who art the subtle essence of the spirit in man and woman,
مرد و زن چون یک شود آن یک تویی ** چون که یک جا محو شد آنک تویی
When man and woman become one, Thou art that One; when the units are wiped out, lo, Thou art that (Unity).
این من و ما بهر آن بر ساختی ** تا تو با خود نرد خدمت باختی
Thou didst contrive this “I” and “we” in order that Thou mightst play the game of worship with Thyself,
تا من و توها همه یک جان شوند ** عاقبت مستغرق جانان شوند
That all “I's” and “thou's” should become one soul and at last should be submerged in the Beloved.
این همه هست و بیا ای امر کن ** ای منزه از بیان و از سخن
All this is (true), and do Thou come, O Giver of the command, O Thou who transcendest “Come” and (all) speech!
جسم جسمانه تواند دیدنت ** در خیال آرد غم و خندیدنت1790
The body can see Thee (only) in bodily fashion: it fancies (pictures to itself) Thy sadness or laughter.
دل که او بستهی غم و خندیدن است ** تو مگو کاو لایق آن دیدن است
Do not say that the heart that is bound (conditioned) by (such bodily attributes as) sadness and laughter is worthy of seeing Thee (as Thou really art).
آن که او بستهی غم و خنده بود ** او بدین دو عاریت زنده بود
He who is bound by sadness and laughter is living by means of these two borrowed (transient and unreal) things.
باغ سبز عشق کاو بیمنتهاست ** جز غم و شادی در او بس میوههاست
In the verdant garden of Love, which is without end, there are many fruits besides sorrow and joy.
عاشقی زین هر دو حالت برتر است ** بیبهار و بیخزان سبز و تر است
Love is higher than these two states of feeling: without spring and without autumn it is (ever) green and fresh.
ده زکات روی خوب ای خوب رو ** شرح جان شرحه شرحه باز گو1795
Pay the tithe on Thy fair face, O Beauteous One: relate the story of the soul that is rent in pieces,
کز کرشم غمزهی غمازهای ** بر دلم بنهاد داغی تازهای
For by the coquetry of a glance One who is given to glancing amorously has branded my heart anew.
من حلالش کردم از خونم بریخت ** من همیگفتم حلال او میگریخت
I absolved Him if He shed my blood: I was saying, “It is lawful (I absolve Thee),” and He was fleeing (from me).