Barge Tanhayi – Private Performance by Mohammadreza Shajarian and Mohammad Mousavi in Dashti
From the archive of Pezhman Tahmasbian
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With your separation, how can I cope? I don’t have the leaf of loneliness
I don’t have the apparatus of patience and the base of endurance
I fear that loneliness will lead my condition to scandal
It is the fear of loneliness, otherwise I have no fear of scandal
I am disturbed by your flower, let me in the garden of union
I make a crow sound because I don’t have a nightingale’s voice
Since the image of a friend’s face became an image in my eyes
I don’t have a self-centered eye, I don’t have a self-opinionated face
I suffer the pain of distance, even though I am ruined
I bear the burden of your oppression, even though I am not able
Your nature is fed up with me, you have placed your heart elsewhere
Who should I seek, since I don’t have a nature like you everywhere
Saadi, I am a fiery speaker, burning like a candle in your sorrow
With all my fiery speech, I am not attractive to you
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The day of reunion is not a time to see
The night of separation is not a time to rest
I have the strength to be beheaded
And not to be beheaded by my beloved
The minstrel is fed up with me
Because I have no patience to listen
When the helpless hand does not reach the soul
There is no choice but to tear the shirt
We ourselves are poor fallen ones
There is no need to spread the trap
You have your hand in the blood of lovers
There is no need to draw a sword
I have fallen into the hands of a Lord
Who has no head for raising servants
I said, O spiritual garden
Seeing the fruit is not like picking it
Saadi said, do not have vain thoughts
Silver apple is not for picking
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I don’t know whose madman my heart is
Captive of whose intoxicating narcissus
I don’t know, my wandering heart
Where does it wander and in whose house is it
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May my two eyes gather the pain of your eyes
May no pain sit in your eyes
I heard you left and took a lover
If my ear heard, may my eye not see
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I, whose beloved, has no desire for love
I, whose pain, has no relief
Everyone says that your beloved is fast asleep
Such a sleep that has no awakening
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May my heart not see happiness without your union
May it not see freedom other than misery
Ruin of the heart without your presence
May it never see prosperity, God willing
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O heart, beauties like bloody hearts
O heart, bleed, for beauties like this
The commodity of disbelief and religion is not without a customer
One group likes that, one group likes this
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How long will you like me humble and miserable?
How long will I be troubled?
If you take a burden off my shoulder
How long will I be a burden on a burden?
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The poppy of the mountains, you are my love
The violet of the stream banks, you are my love
The poppy of the mountains is gone for a week
The hope of my days, you are my love
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My heart is sore, my heart is sore, my heart is sore
Bring my doctor, the pain has crippled me
When my doctor sees my sore wounds
He will inevitably treat my pain
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Fate! You have made me miserable and weak in the end
You separated me from the flower-faced one in the end
You made me sit in the middle of the backgammon board
You made me need a six and a five in the end
May your breath be fiery
