The Seven Domes
Nezami Ganjaviنظامی گنجوی
رنگ هر گنبدی ستاره‌شناس
The astronomer had matched the colour of each dome
بر مزاج ستاره کرده قیاس
to the temper of its star.
گنبدی کاو ز قسم کیوان بود
The dome that fell to Saturn’s share
در سیاهی چو مشک پنهان بود
was hidden in black, like musk.
وانکه بودش ز مشتری مایه
The one whose substance came from Jupiter
صندلی داشت رنگ و پیرایه
was sandalwood in colour and in ornament.
وانکه مریخ بست پرگار‌ش
The one whose compass Mars had drawn
گوهر سرخ بود در کارش
had a red jewel in its making.
وانکه از آفتاب داشتش خبر
The one that brought tidings of the sun
زرد بود از چه؟ از حمایل زر
was yellow: from what? From a sash of gold.
وانکه از زیب زهره یافت امید
The one that took its hope from the beauty of Venus
بود رویش چو روی زهره سپید
had a face as white as the face of Venus.
وانکه بود از عطارد‌ش روزی
The one whose portion came from Mercury
بود پیروزه‌گون ز پیروزی
was turquoise, the colour of victory.
وانکه مه کرده سوی برجش راه
And the one to whose tower the moon had found its way
داشت سرسبز‌یی ز طلعت شاه
was green and flourishing from the king’s face.
A note for readers
In the Haft Peykar the architect Shideh builds King Bahram Gur seven domed pavilions, each coloured for one of the seven planets. Bahram visits one on each day of the week, dressed in its colour, and the princess who lives there tells him a story. Mercury’s line holds a pun: the dome is piruzeh-gun, ‘turquoise’, from piruzi, ‘victory’.
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with the skull of Kay Kavus set down before it.
A Bird on the Walls of Tus
یکی قطره باران ز ابری چکید
خجل شد چو پهنای دریا بدید
A drop of rain fell from a cloud;
it was ashamed when it saw the breadth of the sea.
A Drop of Rain
ابتدای کار سیمرغ ای عجب
جلوه‌گر بگذشت بر چین نیم‌شب
The beginning of the Simorgh’s story, how wonderful:
in all his splendour he passed over China at midnight.