Moses and the Shepherd
Rumiمولانا
دید موسی یک شبانی را براه
Moses saw a shepherd on the road
کو همی گفت ای گزیننده اله
who was saying, ‘O God who chooses,
تو کجایی تا شوم من چاکرت
where are you, that I may become your servant,
چارقت دوزم کنم شانه سرت
stitch your shoes and comb your hair,
جامه ات شویم شپشهاات کشم
wash your clothes and pick off your lice,
شیر پیشت آورم ای محتشم
and bring you milk, O mighty one;
دستکت بوسم بمالم پایکت
kiss your little hand and rub your little feet,
وقت خواب آید بروبم جایکت
and sweep your little bed when it is time to sleep?
ای فدای تو همه بزهای من
May all my goats be a sacrifice for you;
ای بیادت هیهی و هیهای من
all my cries of hey and ho are in remembrance of you.’
A note for readers
The beginning of one of the best-loved stories of the Masnavi, from its second book. Moses rebukes the shepherd for speaking to God as if to a man, and is in turn rebuked by God, who looks at the heart and not at the words. The shepherd’s fond diminutives, ‘little hand’ and ‘little feet’, are part of the tenderness of the scene.
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یک عمر می‌توان سخن از زلف یار گفت
در بند آن مباش که مضمون نمانده است
One could speak for a lifetime of the beloved’s tresses;
do not fret that there are no themes left.
A Lifetime on the Beloved’s Tresses
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.