Meye Saaf
Private Performance in Shour
August 17, 1989
Vocals: Mohammad Reza Shajarian
Tar: Majid Derakhshani
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Who will convey the kindness of a pen from my beloved?
Where is the messenger of Saba, if he shows some generosity?
I compared and considered the wisdom of the mind in the path of love,
Like a dewdrop that draws a line on the sea.
Come, for those who know the value of time sell their shops
For a cup of pure wine and the company of a beauty.
The permanence of pleasure and luxury is not the way of love,
If you are our companion, drink the sting of sorrow.
Why don’t they buy sugar cane for one reed,
He who made a hundred sugar sprays from a reed pen?
Although my cloak, though pawned in taverns,
You will not see a penny in my name from endowed property.
My heart is tired of hypocrisy and drums under the rug,
To the one who raises a flag at the door of the tavern.
I do not complain, but the cloud of the friend’s mercy
Did not give moisture to the parched livers of the slain field.
How and why the hadith gives a headache, O heart,
Take the goblet and rest a moment from your life.
