A keresés eredménye

My birthday

The day I met you was not an ordinary
It's become my birthday that day
 
You take me, you occupying my mind,
You made me forget the taste of sleep
 
I love you unparalleled love
A love that I can’t describe or express
2X
 
Love me, as I loved you
Stay close to my soul and my heart
 
The day I met you was not an ordinary
It's become my birthday that day
 
Your love is the most beautiful love
Your soul is the most beautiful soul
 
You are the most beautiful angel in the whole universe
I love you so much
 
I want to write my story with you,
And you become the hero, in my story
2X
 
Love me, don't hesitate

Melody of Rain

Versions: #1
Scent of your tresses under the rain is
The aroma of the moist wheat spikelet
Fragrance of wet grass in the meadow
Damp odor of the soil’s flesh
 
Your hands’ blue veins, gentle roads of grace
Deep down your eyes, in the bottom of my voice
Sits the melancholy of a shower of pride
Your heart, a town of jasmines
Your season, a virtue’s fair
Your tears, rain falling on grace wall's marbles
 
O my muddy rose
Graceful heart of a disgraced flesh
Your heart, altar1of my heart's prayers
Your flesh, a tribute to [mother] earth
(x2)
 
Scent of your hairs under the rain is
The aroma of the moist wheat spikelet
Fragrance of wet grasses in the meadow
Damp odor of the soil’s flesh
 
Thinking of rain and your flesh
Of rain, and the flesh of soil
Of a rose in the desert
Of the damp odor of soil’s flesh
 
Rain always brings me your footfall
Tales of you, my company in loneliness
Rains brings you to my mind
A memory of wet petals on desert’s land
 
O my muddy rose
Graceful heart of a disgraced flesh
Your heart, where my heart says prayer to
Your flesh, a tribute to [mother] earth
(x3)
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• 1. Lit. quiblah

Oh , My Partner

Oh, my partner on my heart, even in the air I breathe, and as you are close to my world, I will leave it behind.
As long as I am in my arms and close to me ... in my lap is close
My eyes, if you do not see you, what is the benefit of those eyes
I am sane, but I love you, crazy love, and in your love I do not heal .. I do not heal.
If my heart hurt ... my heart hurt
You get what gets me
Your love is different ... I've seen goodness
Whoever saw your love
I do not shake like a mountain the wind does not affect it, but if I see you with joy, I will fall.
You are my joy, you are my portion, I closed my eyes and imagined close to me.
How beautiful this beauty
is like you, darling ... and no one is like you.
How lucky I am in your love, sweetheart
All people ... bear witness
I am dying in love with you.
 

Oh my god!

Oh my god!1
My heart is on fire.
I have my eyes on you
I can never let go of you
A single glance would be enough for me
 
Step by step
First, just loosen up with me,
Calm down and listen
The charm in your eyes is so seductive
That it shows out in my eyes
 
I've noticed that, when you are in front of me
I forget myself, my name and my words
That's exactly what I was dreaming about2
I don't need to search any more or get confused
 
Today we are having a silent conversation
And tomorrow you will be in my arms, in my house3
But this will be determined by my tactics
It is up to the moon4 to decide
 
Among others,
comparing beauty,
just mentioning your name
or showing your picture
is quite enough5
 
I'm not kidding
Just get along with me bit by bit
It's the charm in you that makes you different
But I've already flipped your cards6
So, just get along with me
 

• 1. Check author's comment
• 2. lit.: These are typically my dreams
• 3. i.e: you'll be my wife
• 4. The moon is considered to be the symbol of absolute beauty in Arabic culture. And of course here he refers to her (flirting)
• 5. To end this comparison
• 6. I've revealed what you're seeking to hide

The Narrative

Hafez, come once again,
To abolish the old ode,
 
My poem's a repeated story, you come and make a new plan,
 
Come and let's drink a shot from the ode fountain, to eradicate the old sorrow, and decide to put on a new dress,
 
To vengeance for the heart, let's make a dagger from the ink and pen,
By the hundred armies of ode, let's assail triumphantly up to the heart of sorrow,
My breaths are still warm,
I'm still filled with love,
 
But it's not the time to sing,
But it's not the time to stay,
 
I'm sick of making
Emotionless love poems,
 
I'm the servant of a name
That's without a trace
 
Come and let's drink a shot from the ode fountain,
To eradicate the old sorrow, and decide to put on a new dress,
 
To vengeance for the heart, let's make a dagger from the ink and pen,
By the hundred armies of ode, let's assail triumphantly up to the heart of sorrow,
 
Hafez, give a helping hand, that only remains a moment for a sigh from you,
I'm a dust under the feet,
Until I reach a decanter with you,
I'm a river, a river receded by a dam,
My clean and tired body,
Is broken along these rocks,
I'm a poem, a long poem of flying,
I would have been freed, if I had not been lost in the town of singing,
 
Come and let's drink a shot from the ode fountain,
To eradicate the old sorrow, and decide to put on a new dress,
 
To vengeance for the heart, let's make a dagger from the ink and pen,
By the hundred armies of ode, let's assail triumphantly up to the heart of sorrow.
 

Hunting of Heart

How well you hunted my heart,
I'm so much thhrilled by your drunken style eyes,
That no one catches the wild birds better than this,
 

The Southern

Just like a village sunset, you are simple, silent, and strange,
Just like a rainfall, you are full of blessing, and like a hermit, you are decent,
Me, a heartbroken lover, is full of desire for you,
You stay for me so that I build my house in your village,
You are full of charms, you are as spectacular as a village,
You are the most pretty one for me, you are the last shelter,
 
You and me, our relationship is like the air and the body of a leaf,
Our bodies are the lovers of the music from the rainfall and the hail,
You and me, are harmonious lovers, not strangers,
The fear of living without you, is a death panic,
You are full of charms, you are as spectacular as a village,
You are the most pretty one for me, you are the last shelter,
 
Of whatever faith or sect you are, your belief is good,
Your decency is the identity of the Southern green palm trees,
You are the leaf of the buxus and bonduc, and the rose fragrance,
My wish is to stay with you for all mornings and evenings,
You are full of charms, you are as spectacular as a village,
You are the most pretty one for me, you are the last shelter.
 

Someone to Rely on

O (you), the wellspring of my tranquillity, how could I see you perplexed?
How could I see you forlorn as a gloomy night?
 
O you, in my eyes (you are) the one who is like a window to merry smiles
How could I see you so tearful as a mournful (dark) cloud?
 
O (you), filled with the zeal of liberation, (you are the one) who has wanted to reach the stars
How could I see you listless, wandering through the lanes?
 
O lovebird, why did your passion for chanting fade away?
How could I see you endlessly weeping as my own heart?
 
O (you) my lily, (rely on me and) put your head on my shoulders
How could I see the sorrow in your eyes, for the absence of someone to rely on?
 
My compassionate one, leave your tale of sadness and let yourself go
How could I see you (as a gracious sea) obsessed with the griefs of lakes (and rivers)? *
 
I wish you would share your sorrows with my own heart
How could I see the flow of tears running across your face?
 
O (you) my lily, (rely on me and) put your head on my shoulders
How could I see the sorrow in your eyes, for the absence of someone to rely on?
 
O (you) my lily, (rely on me and) put your head on my shoulders
How could I see the sorrow in your eyes, for the absence of someone to rely on?