The First Wine Poured in the Cup
Fakhr al-Din Iraqiعراقی
نخستین باده کاندر جام کردند
The first wine they poured into the cup
ز چشم مست ساقی وام کردند
they borrowed from the drunken eye of the cupbearer.
چو با خود یافتند اهل طرب را
When they found the people of delight still in their senses,
شراب بیخودی در جام کردند
they poured the wine of selflessness into the cup.
لب میگون جانان جام در داد
The beloved’s wine-red lip handed out the cup,
شراب عاشقانش نام کردند
and they named it the wine of lovers.
ز بهر صید دل های جهانی
To hunt the hearts of all the world
کمند زلف خوبان دام کردند
they made the tresses of the fair into a snare.
به گیتی هرکجا درد دلی بود
Wherever in the world there was an aching heart,
بهم کردند و عشقش نام کردند
they gathered it together and called it love.
A note for readers
The opening of one of Iraqi’s best-known ghazals, a short account of how love entered the world. The unnamed ‘they’ who pour the first wine are usually read as the powers of creation, and the wine as divine love, borrowed from the beloved’s glance. The excerpt gives five couplets of a longer ghazal.
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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.