Grass by the Stream
Omar Khayyamخیام
هر سبزه که برکنار جویی رسته است
Every blade of grass that grows beside a stream
گویی ز لب فرشته خویی رسته است
seems to have sprung from the lip of one with an angel’s nature;
پا بر سر سبزه تا به خواری ننهی
do not set your foot with scorn upon the grass,
کان سبزه ز خاک لاله رویی رسته است
for that grass sprang from the dust of one with a tulip’s face.
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بلبلی برگ گلی خوش رنگ در منقار داشت
و اندر آن برگ و نوا خوش نالههای زار داشت
A nightingale held in its beak a rose petal of lovely colour,
and with that petal and its song it made sweet, piteous laments.
A nightingale held a rose petal
ستاره ای بدرخشید و ماه مجلس شد
دل رمیده ما را رفیق و مونس شد
A star shone out and became the moon of the gathering,
became friend and companion to our startled heart.
A star shone out
سحر بلبل حکایت با صبا کرد
که عشق روی گل با ما چهها کرد
At dawn the nightingale told its tale to the east wind:
"See what love for the rose's face has done to us!"