10 Songs by Alireza Eftekhari – A Private Selection of Eftekhari’s Best Songs
Special thanks to Mr. Gharebaghi for his collaboration in selecting the works.
Alireza Eftekhari Mahyari (born April 10, 1958, in Isfahan) is an Iranian musician, composer, and singer. He is one of the most popular singers in Iran, and his works are among the best-selling music releases in Iran. This singer has released more than seventy music albums to date, and due to singing in various styles and genres of pop, fusion, and traditional music, he is known as the Man of a Thousand Faces of Iranian Music.
1: Ballad Kaman-Abroo, composed by Mohammad Azari, arranged by: Mojtaba Mirzadeh, poet: Hafez
2: Ballad Naghme-ye Eshgh, composed by Ali Jafarian, arranged by: Homayoun Rahimian, poet: Bijan Taraghi
3: Ballad Bia Ta Gol Berafshanim, composed by Hossein Alizadeh, poet: Hafez
4: Ballad Shore Asheghaneh, composed by Morteza Neydavood, arranged by: Fereydoun Shahbazian, poet: Fereydoun Moshiri
5: Ballad Shama, composed by Kambiz Roshanravan, poet: Ali Shariati
6: Har Shab Man o Del, composed by Parviz Meshkatian, poet: Mirza Habib Khorasani
7: Gole Bahari, composed by Mohammad Javad Zarabian, poet: Fereydoun Moshiri
8: Ballad Souzo Saz, composed by Mohammad Ali Kiani Nejad, poet: Rahi Moayeri
9: Ballad ای Del Agar Asheghi (Improvisation), Setar: Jalal Zolfonoun, Tombak: Davood Yaseri, poet: Attar
10: Ballad Sarmastan, composed by Abbas Khoshdel, poet: Mohammad Ali Chavoshi and Saed Bagheri
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My eye sheds blood because of that bow-shaped eyebrow
The world will see much strife from that eye and that eyebrow
I am a slave of that Turk’s eye who, in sweet, drunken sleep
Has a painted flower garden for a face and a musky canopy for an eyebrow
My body has become crescent-shaped from this sorrow that with the tughra of his eyebrow
Who is the moon that will appear from the arch of the sky, the eyebrow?
The rivals are unaware, and we receive a thousand kinds of messages every moment from that eye and forehead
And a حاجب (gatekeeper) is in the middle of the eyebrow
For the reclusive souls, his forehead is a wondrous flower garden
That on the side of its jasmine field, the eyebrow wanders gracefully
No one will tell another Houri and Peri with such beauty
That this one has such an eye and that one has such an eyebrow
You, heartless infidel, do not tie the veil of your tresses, and I fear
That the arch of that heart-ravishing eyebrow will turn my mihrab
Although Hafez was a clever bird in advocacy
The arrow of coquetry, that bow-shaped eyebrow, hunted him
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O you, from whom the light of the eye is brightened
O you, in whom is the serenity of the garden and flowerbed
You are the manifestation of the sun of the world-illuminating love
I am that silent candle in your presence
O eye and lamp of acquaintance
O manifestation of God’s power
Like the moon hidden behind the clouds
You do not show your face to us
You are the morning of a joyful spring
I am like the cold sunset of autumn
I am an empty cup of intoxication
You are a cup full of joy
O melody maker of love, you have taken my senses
Your voice became an earring for me
The wine of intoxication has brought me to a boil and frenzy
I have placed the tavern of existence on my shoulders
Wherever a flower bloomed with laughter
It spoke to me of your face
Like the eyes of the stars until dawn
My eyes did not sleep with thoughts of you
♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫
Come, let us scatter flowers and pour wine into the goblet
Let us tear down the sky and create a new design
If sorrow raises an army to shed the blood of lovers
The Saki and I will rush together and destroy its foundation
Let us pour ruby-colored wine and rosewater into the cup
Let us sprinkle sugar in the censer for the fragrance-spreading breeze
Since a pleasant lute is in hand, play a pleasant tune, minstrel
That we may clap our hands, sing ghazals, and stomp our heads
O breeze, scatter the dust of our existence in that high presence
Perhaps we may cast the glance of the king of beauties upon the view
One boasts of intellect, another weaves nonsense
Come, let us cast these judgments before the judge
If you desire the Garden of Eden, come with us to the tavern
That from the foot of its jar, we may one day cast it into the Pool of Kauthar
They do not practice eloquence and pleasant singing in Shiraz
Come, Hafez, that we may cast ourselves into another realm
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With your memory, I am ecstatic, O heavenly beloved
Remember me while I am, O hope of life
I tell the state of my heart in a speechless language
Every smile of yours tells me not to give your heart to sorrow in this world
Sit with love until a flower grows from this autumnal night
As the light of joy shines from your gaze
My heart has شور (passion) and joy from your kindness
With you, my autumn is spring, with you I become a star-shower of light
Whatever you want, or do not want, the عاشق (lover)’s heart seeks your path in every sign
Heart and soul are ecstatic from the شوق (passion) of your gaze, I am حیران (amazed) everywhere, my eyes on your path
That with this روحافزایی (spirit-enhancing) beauty, like a رویایی (dreamlike) eternal paradise
What will happen if you return, like the breath, the morning breeze
Reaches me, another life, the eye کشد (pulls), پر (wing) toward you
Be my همسفر (companion), that you can
When will you open my wings with your دیدار (seeing)
When will you plant my تب و تاب (fever and glow) with your لبخند (smile)
With your memory, I am ecstatic, O heavenly beloved
Remember me while I am, O hope of life
♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫
No one bore me, God bore me, not as someone wanted
That I had no one, my only one is God, the one of the homeless
I was born in a barren garden and grew rich in the wealth of poverty
And I was quenched from the spring of faith, I breathed in the air of دوست داشتن (loving)
And I raised my head in the آرزو (wish) of آزادی (freedom) and stood tall above غرور (pride)
And they gave me knowledge for food and made me drink شعر (poetry) for wine and caressed me with مهر (kindness)
Until truth became my دین (religion) and the way I walk and the خیر (goodness) of my life
And the work of my ماندن (staying) and the زیبایی (beauty) of my عشق (love) and the بهانه (excuse) of my زیستن (living)
♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫
Every night, my heart and I, until dawn, in the corner of ruins
We have افسانه ها (tales) of madness with each other
Among the شمار (number) of بیدلان (heartless ones), in the حلقه (circle) of بیحاصلان (fruitless ones)
Neither in the حساب (account) of عاقلان (wise ones), nor worthy of فرزانه ها (sages)
From the wine-stricken, سر جوشها (head boils), from the advice, بسته گوشها (closed ears)
Pیوسته (always) with بیهوشها (unconscious ones), خو کرده (habituated) with دیوانه ها (madmen)
From خانمان آواره ها (homeless wanderers), در دو جهان بیکارها (in both worlds jobless)
From درد و غم بیمارها (sick with pain and sorrow), از عقل و دین بیگانه ها (strangers to reason and religion)
From سینه برده کینه ها (hearts carrying grudges), آئینه کرده سینه ها (hearts made mirrors)
دیده در آن آئینه ها (eyes in those mirrors), عکس رخ جانانه ها (reflection of the beloved’s face)
سنگ ملامت خورده ها (stoned with reproach), از کودکان آزرده ها (hurt by children)
دل زنده ها تن مرده ها (hearts alive, bodies dead), فرزانه ها دیوانه ها (sages, madmen)
ببریده خویش از خویشتن (cut off from themselves), بگسیخته از ما و من (separated from us and me)
کرده سفرها در وطن (made journeys in the homeland), اندر درون خانه ها (inside the houses)
نی در پی اندیشه هانی (not in search of any thought), در خیال پیشه ها (in the dream of crafts)
چون شیرها در بیشه ها (like lions in the thickets), چوی مورها در لانه ها (like ants in the nests)
چون گل فروزان در چمن (like a blazing flower in the meadow), چون شمع سوزان در لگن (like a burning candle in a basin)
بر گردشان صد انجمن (around them a hundred gatherings), پر سوخته پروانه ها (moths with burnt wings)
رخشان چه ماه و مشتری (shining like the moon and Jupiter), زاین گنبد نیلوفری (from this azure dome)
تابان چو مهر خاوری (radiant like the eastern sun), از روزن کاشانه ها (from the window of the dwellings)
مست از می مینای دل (drunk from the wine of the heart’s enamel), بنهاده سر در پای دل (laid their heads at the foot of the heart)
آورده از دریای دل (brought from the sea of the heart), بیرون بسی در دانه ها (out many pearl seeds)
گاهی ستاده چون کدو (sometimes standing like a gourd), از می لبالب تا گلو (full of wine to the throat)
گاهی فتاده چون سبو (sometimes fallen like a jug), لب بر لب پیمانه ها (lip to lip of the goblets)
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My soul and heart’s serenity is a violet field
My sweetheart is like a spring flower
My soul and heart’s serenity is a violet field
What have you done to my heart, you don’t know
Every moment my heart runs towards you
Every atom is lost in your desire
I wouldn’t give my soothing look for both worlds
Beautiful, sweet, soul’s peace
Smiling, smiling, you steal hearts
The ghazal singer, گل افشان (flower scattering) when you return
How beautifully you adorn the world
Brighter than the white morning
In my soul, a light of hope
You are like a shining star
Radiant like the sun
My heart, نگارا (beloved), has no strength left
Read us with kindness
Every moment my heart runs towards you
Every atom is lost in your desire
I wouldn’t give my soothing look for both worlds
I sit on your path that your gaze may fall on my eyes
So you can see why every moment tears of sorrow fall on my skirt
O پرنیان پوش (silken-clad) breeze
In the heart, the fire of your love will not be extinguished
Come, O beautiful one, for I have a شور (passion) in my head from your اشتیاق (desire)
See that my جان (soul) has reached my lips
Like a candle, I burn from your فراغت (absence)
Until a خوش آواز (sweet-voiced) bird makes a نغمه (melody)
My heart, like a dove, پرواز (flies) towards you
O پرنیان پوش (silken-clad) breeze
In the heart, the fire of your love will not be extinguished
Every moment my heart runs towards you
Every atom is lost in your desire
I wouldn’t give my soothing look for both worlds
♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫
Saki, give me a پیمانه (cup) of that wine that makes me unconscious
Make me عاشق تر (more in love) with your حسن شور انگیز (stirring beauty) than before
That wine that بارد (rains) the فروغ صبحدم (light of dawn) in the شبهای غم (nights of sorrow)
Makes me غافل (heedless) of بیش و کم (more or less), فارغ (free) from تشویشم (my anxieties)
Gives the نور سحرگاهی (morning light), gives the فیضی (grace) that you want
Gives شاهی (kingship) with مسکنت (humility), makes me سلطان درویشم (a dervish king)
سوزد (burns) مرا سازد (makes) مرا در آتش اندازد مرا (throws me into the fire)
وز من رها سازد مرا (frees me from myself), بیگانه از خویشم کند (makes me a stranger to myself)
بستاند (takes) ای سرو سهی (O slender cypress), سودای هستی (the سودا (craving) of existence) از رهی (from Rahi)
یغما کند (plunders) اندیشه (thought) را, دور از بد اندیشم کند (keeps me away from bad thoughts)
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O heart, if you are عاشق (in love), be in search of the دلدار (beloved)
Day and night at the door of the heart, منتظر (wait) for the یار (friend)
Your دلبر (beloved) is جاودان (eternal), حاضر (present) at the door of the heart
برگشا (open) the روزن (window) of the heart, be حاضر و بیدار (present and awake)!
نیست کس آگه (no one is aware) که یار (that the friend); کی بنماید جمال (when will show beauty)…?
لیک تو باری به نقد (but you should at least readily), ساخته ی کار باش (be prepared)
لشگر خواب آورند (armies bring sleep); بر دل و جانت شکست (break on your heart and soul)
شب همه شب (all night long) همدم (companion)ِ دیده ی بیدار باش (be the awake eye)
گر دل و جان تو را (if you want your heart and soul); در بقا آرزوست (want to be in بقا (eternal life))
دم مزن و در فنا (don’t say anything and in فنا (annihilation)), همدم عطار باش (be the companion of Attar)
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O Saki of us سر مستان (drunks), give me a جامی (cup) بستان جانم (take my life)
To all گریان (criers), ناله خیزان (wailing), I turned to you
O witness of my بزم آرایم (ornamented party), with دیده خونبار (bloody eye) I come
All night long, in your memory, I made باده غم (wine of sorrow) in the سبو (jar)
یارب (O Lord), یارا (O Friend)
یارا (O Friend), دریاب ما را (save us)
چون آتش عشق تو (because the fire of your love) بجان دارد دل (has the heart)
صد شعله شرر خود به زبان دارد دل (the heart has a hundred flames of sparks on its tongue)
اه سحری (Ah, the dawn), سوز دلی (burning of a heart), سودایی (madness)
شوق دگر از هر دو جهان دارد دل (the heart has another شوق (desire) from both worlds)
O Saki of us سر مستان (drunks), give me a جامی (cup) بستان جانم (take my life)
بنگر (look) به نیازم (at my need), بر سوز و گدازم (at my burning and melting)
ای راز و نیاز من (O my secret and plea), ای عطر نماز من (O fragrance of my prayer)
در بر نشان ما را (show us the way), یارا (O Friend)
ای هم نفس من ف (O my breath), بشکن قفس من (break my cage)
امید رهاییها (hope of releases), پیوند جداییها (connection of separations)
در بر نشان ما را یارا (show us the way, O Friend)
سودای شعله شدن (the سودا (craving) of becoming a flame) سر زد تا از خاکستر من (rose from my ashes)
می ریزد دست جنون (the hand of جنون (madness) pours) هر دم (every moment) باده در ساغر من (wine in my goblet)
O Saki of us سر مستان (drunks), give me a جامی (cup) بستان جانم (take my life)
