Rozha fekre man in ast o hame shab sokhanam Rozha fekre man in ast o hame shab sokhanam Ke chera ghafel az ahvale dele khishtanam Az koja amadeam amadan bahre che bod Be koja miravam akhar nanemayi vatanam ? Mandeam sakht ajab kaz che sabab sakht mara Ya che bodast morade vey az in sakhtanam ? Morgh bagh malakotam Neyam az allam khak Do se rozi ghafasi sakhteand az badanam Ey khosh an roz ke parvaz konam ta dar dost Be havaye sare khish par o bali bezanam .
- Mevlana Rumi Recital: Farrokh S. Namazi
English translation of the original Farsi poetry by Rumi: Whoever Brought Me Here
All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there. This drunkenness began in some other tavern. When I get back around to that place, I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile, I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary. The day is coming when I fly off, but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice? Who says words with my mouth? Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul? I cannot stop asking. If I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for drunks. I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way. Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.
This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all. Trans. Coleman Barks.
