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Never-ever, I repent, in the season flowers grow. The will is just not there, my wise front is a show!
Hafez (1325 – 1389): Never-ever, I repent…
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Never-ever, I repent, in the season flowers grow.
The will is just not there, my wise front is a show!
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Where is the fiddler? I’ll give up my virtue and sense,
When the oud, harp and flute are played in the meadow!
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I am fed up with, the tales and the talks, of the academe,
To the wine and the beloved, for a while, I will bow!
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Translation: Maryam Dilmaghani.
Artwork: Reza Rahimi Lasko.
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In Persian:
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حاشا که من به موسم گل ترک می کنم
من لاف عقل می‌زنم این کار کی کنم
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مطرب کجاست تا همه محصول زهد و علم
در کار چنگ و بربط و آواز نی کنم
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از قیل و قال مدرسه حالی دلم گرفت
یک چند نیز خدمت معشوق و می کنم
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