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دفتر سوم - بخش ۱۱۸ - قصهٔ اهل سبا و حماقت ایشان و اثر ناکردن نصیحت انبیا در احمقان / Book Three - Section 118 - The Story of the People of Saba and Their Foolishness, and the Ineffectiveness of the Prophets' Advice on Fools

متن و ترجمه / Text and Translation

یادم آمد قصهٔ اهل سباکز دم احمق صباشان شد وبا
The story of the people of Saba came to my mind, for by the breath of a fool their saba/breeze became pestilence.
آن سبا ماند به شهر بس کلاندر فسانه بشنوی از کودکان
That Saba was like a very great city; you may hear of it as a tale from children.
کودکان افسانه ها می آورنددرج در افسانه شان بس سر و پند
Children bring tales; many secrets and counsels are enclosed in their tales.
هزلها گویند در افسانه هاگنج می جو در همه ویرانه ها
They tell jests in tales; seek treasure in every ruin.
بود شهری بس عظیم و مه، ولیقدر او قدر سکره بیش نی
There was a city very great and mighty, yet its worth was no more than a small coin.
بس عظیم و بس فراخ و بس درازسخت زفت زفت اندازهٔ پیاز
Very great, very wide, very long, hugely huge, the size of an onion.
مردم ده شهر مجموع اندرولیک جمله سه تن ناشسته رو
The people of ten cities were gathered in it, yet all of them were three unwashed-faced persons.
اندرو خلق و خلایق بی شمارلیک آن جمله سه خام پخته خوار
In it were countless people and creatures, yet all of them were three raw eaters of cooked food.
جان ناکرده به جانان تاختنگر هزارانست باشد نیم تن
A soul that has not rushed toward the Beloved, though they be thousands, is half a person.
آن یکی بس دور بین و دیده کوراز سلیمان کور و دیده پای مور
One was very far-sighted and blind-eyed: blind to Solomon, yet seeing an ant's foot.
و آن دگر بس تیزگوش و سخت کرگنج و در وی نیست یک جو سنگ زر
Another was very sharp-eared and very deaf: there was no treasure in him, not a barleycorn of gold.
وآن دگر عور و برهنه لاشه بازلیک دامنهای جامهٔ او دراز
The other was one-eyed, naked, bare, and corpse-hunting, yet the skirts of his garment were long.
گفت کور اینک سپاهی می رسندمن همی بینم که چه قومند و چند
The blind man said, “Look, an army is arriving; I can see what people they are and how many.”
گفت کر آری شنودم بانگشانکه چه می گویند پیدا و نهان
The deaf man said, “Yes, I heard their noise, what they say openly and secretly.”
آن برهنه گفت ترسان زین منمکه ببرند از درازی دامنم
The naked man said, “This is what I fear from them: that they will cut away my long skirt.”
کور گفت اینک به نزدیک آمدندخیز بگریزیم پیش از زخم و بند
The blind man said, “Look, they have come near; get up, let us flee before wounds and fetters.”
کر همی گوید که آری مشغلهمی شود نزدیکتر یاران هله
The deaf man kept saying, “Yes, the commotion is coming nearer; friends, beware!”
آن برهنه گفت آوه دامنماز طمع برند و من ناآمنم
The naked man said, “Alas, my skirt!
شهر را هشتند و بیرون آمدنددر هزیمت در دهی اندر شدند
They will cut it off out of greed, and I am not safe.”
اندر آن ده مرغ فربه یافتندلیک ذرهٔ گوشت بر وی نه نژند
They abandoned the city and went out; in flight they entered a village.
مرغ مردهٔ خشک وز زخم کلاغاستخوانها زار گشته چون پناغ
In that village they found a fat bird, yet there was not a particle of meat on it, wretched thing: a dead, dry bird, wounded by crows, its bones pitiful as dried dung.
زان همی خوردند چون از صید شیرهر یکی از خوردنش چون پیل سیر
They ate from it as from a lion's hunt; from eating it each became full as an elephant.
هر سه زان خوردند و بس فربه شدندچون سه پیل بس بزرگ و مه شدند
All three ate of it and became very fat; they became like three very great elephants.
آنچنان کز فربهی هر یک جواندر نگنجیدی ز زفتی در جهان
So fat that, from the bulk of each young one, he would not fit in the world.
با چنین گبزی و هفت اندام زفتاز شکاف در برون جستند و رفت
With such swelling and seven huge limbs, they sprang out through the crack of a door and went away.
راه مرگ خلق ناپیدا رهیستدر نظر ناید که آن بی جا رهیست
The road of people's death is an unseen road; it does not appear to sight, for it is a placeless road.
نک پیاپی کاروانها مقتفیزین شکاف در که هست آن مختفی
Look, caravans follow one after another through this crack in the door, which is hidden.
بر در ار جویی نیابی آن شکافسخت ناپیدا و زو چندین زفاف
If you seek that crack at the door, you will not find it: it is very invisible, and yet so many departures pass through it.

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