- At one moment the wind is making a speech to me, at another moment the stones are schooling me.
- ساعتی بادم خطیبی میکند ** ساعتی سنگم ادیبی میکند
- The wind addresses me with articulate words, the stones and mountains give me intelligence of (the real nature of) things. 970
- باد با حرفم سخنها میدهد ** سنگ و کوهم فهم اشیا میدهد
- Once (before) they of the Invisible carried off my child—they of the Invisible, the green-winged ones of Heaven.
- گاه طفلم را ربوده غیبیان ** غیبیان سبز پر آسمان
- Of whom shall I complain? To whom shall I tell this plaint? I am become crazy and in a hundred minds.
- از کی نالم با کی گویم این گله ** من شدم سودایی اکنون صد دله
- His (God's) jealousy has closed my lips (so that I am unable) to unfold (the tale of) the mystery: I say (only) this much, that my child is lost.
- غیرتش از شرح غیبم لب ببست ** این قدر گویم که طفلم گم شدست
- If I should say anything else now, the people would bind me in chains as though I were mad.”
- گر بگویم چیز دیگر من کنون ** خلق بندندم به زنجیر جنون
- The old man said to her, “O Halíma, rejoice; bow down in thanksgiving and do not rend thy face. 975
- گفت پیرش کای حلیمه شاد باش ** سجدهی شکر آر و رو را کم خراش
- Do not grieve: he will not become lost to thee; nay, but the (whole) world will become lost in him.
- غم مخور یاوه نگردد او ز تو ** بلک عالم یاوه گردد اندرو
- Before and behind (him) there are always hundreds of thousands of keepers and guardians (watching over him) in jealous emulation.
- هر زمان از رشک غیرت پیش و پس ** صد هزاران پاسبانست و حرس
- Didst not thou see how those idols with all their arts fell headlong at the name of thy child?
- آن ندیدی کان بتان ذو فنون ** چون شدند از نام طفلت سرنگون