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حکایت گفتن مرتضی اسرار خویش را با چاه و پر خون شدن چاه / The Tale of Morteza Telling His Secrets to the Well and the Well Filling with Blood

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مصطفا جایی فرود آمد به راهگفت آب آرند لشگر را ز چاه
Mustafa alighted at a place on the way;
He said to bring water for the army from the well.
رفت مردی بازآمد پر شتابگفت پر خونست چاه و نیست آب
A man went and returned in haste;
He said, 'The well is full of blood and there is no water.'
گفت پنداری ز درد کار خویشمرتضی در چاه گفت اسرار خویش
He said, 'Perhaps from the pain of his own state,
Morteza spoke his secrets into the well.'
چاه چون بشنید آن تابش نبودلاجرم چون تو شدی آبش نبود
When the well heard, it could not bear that intensity;
Inevitably, when you arrived, there was no water.
آنک در جانش چنین شوری بوددر دلش کی کینهٔ موری بود
One in whose soul there is such a fervor,
How could there be malice for an ant in his heart?
در تعصب می زند جان تو جوشمرتضا را جان چنین نبود خموش
In fanaticism, your soul seethes with rage;
Morteza's soul was not silent in such a way.
مرتضا را می مکن بر خود قیاسزانک در حق غرق بود آن حق شناس
Do not measure Morteza by yourself,
For that Knower of Truth was drowned in the Truth.
هم چنان مستغرق کار است اووز خیالات تو بی زارست او
He is likewise still immersed in the Task,
And he is weary of your fancies.
گر چو تو پر کینه بودی مرتضیجنگ جستی پیش خیل مصطفی
If Morteza were as full of malice as you,
He would have sought battle before Mustafa's company.
او ز تو مردانه تر آمد بسیپس چرا جنگی نکرد او باکسی
He was far more manly than you;
So why did he not wage war against anyone?
گر به ناحق بود صدیق ای عجباو چو بر حق بود حق کردی طلب
If Siddiq were in the wrong—how strange—
If he were in the right, he would have demanded his right.
پیش حیدر خیل ام المؤمنینچون نه بر منوال دین جستند کین
Before Haidar, the host of the Mother of the Believers,
When they sought vengeance not according to the way of religion,
لاجرم چون دید چندان جنگ و شوردفع کرد آن قوم را حیدر به زور
Inevitably, when he saw such war and commotion,
Haidar repelled those people by force.
وانک با دختر تواند جنگ کردداند او سوی پدر آهنگ کرد
And he who is able to fight with the daughter
Knows how to make an advance toward the father.
ای پسر تو بی نشانی از علیعین و یا و لام دانی از علی
O son, you have no trace of Ali;
You only know the letters Ayin, Ya, and Lam of Ali.
تو ز عشق جان خویشی بی قرارواو نشسته تا کند صد جان نثار
You are restless out of love for your own soul,
While he sits ready to sacrifice a hundred souls.
از صحابه گر شدی کشته کسیحیدر کرار غم خوردی بسی
If any of the Companions were killed,
Haidar the Valiant grieved greatly
تا چرا من هم نگشتم کشته نیزخوار شد بر چشم من جان عزیز
That 'Why was I not killed as well?
My precious soul has become base in my eyes.'
خواجه گفتی چه فتادست ای علیآن تو یخنی نهادست ای علی
The Master said, 'What has happened, O Ali?
That yakhni of yours is ready, O Ali.'

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