Shame Falak – Private performance in Abu Ata, Isfahan and Afshari
Vocal: Mohammadreza Shajarian
Santur: ? (Probably Mohammadreza Shajarian)
Violin: ?
Tombak: ?
Art Design: Sima Zangi
Many thanks to Hamidreza Parsa for sending this performance
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Online broadcast of Shame Falak’s private performance:
Until now, there is no news of you
There is no consideration for you in my work
We endured as long as there was patience
What else can we do if there is none
The way of loyalty and kindness
Is it not in your city?
This passion that is in our head
It will only go away when there is no head
Where can the helpless go, trapped
That there is no way out of your neighborhood
Like your face, charming and endearing
There is no other on earth
If you order Saadi’s life
Life is not dearer than you
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Your news worsened the wound of separation
Like the image of clear water that you show to the thirsty
You left and took the heart and entrusted it to grief
Night and day in imagination and I do not know where you are
I told my heart that I would take a friend like you
No wonder that beautiful people are unfaithful
You did your injustice and not I, I cannot
That I do injustice, but you are not worthy of injustice
What should the subordinates do if they do not endure
You can do any oppression you want, for you are a king
You who have said, do not contemplate the beauty of the beautiful
Do if you try a view like Saadi
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The candle of the sky bursts into flames from the east
O morning cupbearer, give me the wine of the night
Steal my intellect for a moment, a little choice of knowledge
Take my senses for a while, how long to grieve for the world
If the stone of temptation rains down, make my head a shield for it
And if the arrow of reproach comes, make my soul its target
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You walk beautifully alone, souls be sacrificed for your life
You leave the kind friends in a daze
Ask for a mirror to see your face
And from your beauty, fingers remain in your mouth
Every moment, the lasso of your tress captures another prey
The arrow of coquetry in the heart from the eyebrow like a bow
O flower garden, look at the friends
So that a breeze may pass over us from your garden
I do not want the water of life after you
Let me die on the dust of your threshold
I am the sedition of time and those friends you have
No doubt they will protect you from the sedition of time
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I was crazy from the day of creation
Crazy about your face, wandering in your lane
I was elated from the intoxicating wine
In love and drunkenness, I was a legend
The harp and I complained because of you
The thread of your hair, my warp and weft
Without wine, I am unconscious, my cup is full
From your spring of nectar
Drunkenness gives us, the flower of the face
The spring of your embrace
When you look at us, you take away the sorrow of the heart
Because you are more delicious than Noshin wine
I burn like a flower, from the passion of the heart
Heart is disgraced by you, I am disgraced by the heart
Although you dragged me to dust and blood
The day you saw me
Come back, for in the evening of my sorrow, there is a morning of hope for me
A morning of hope for me
