The Shining Lamp — Page 220
220 بود می ِ نگاری جویان که هر بود کی به یک جایش قراری می And a true seeker of a beloved, Is never satisfied just sitting in one place. وار دیوانه همی سو هر دود می تا مگر آید نظر آن روی یار He looks in every direction running like a madman, In the hope of perhaps seeing his friend’s face somewhere. اوست جان در دلبری عشق که هر هجر ِ دوست از اوفتد ز ِ دستش دل One in whose soul the love of his beloved has taken abode, Is close to death at the separation from his friend. عاشقان را صبر و آرامی کجا کجا آرامی دل روی از توبه There is no respite and rest for lovers! And how can one turn away from the face of the beloved? هر که را عشق ِ رخ ِ یاری بود روز و شب با آن رخش کاری بود When you are in love with the appearance of the beloved, Then one is preoccupied day and night with the beloved’s face. اوفتد اتفاقی گر فرقتش در تن و جانش فراقی اوفتد If, by chance, he is separated from his beloved, It causes a separation in his soul and body. روی یار یک زمانی زندگی بی کند بر وی پریشان روزگار می Without his beloved, even an instant, Makes his life most difficult to bear.