آخرین شب آشنای ما

The last evening of our acquaintance Was the first night of our separation She came, furious and full of wrath Her heart bearing the mark of betrayal

When the blood-stained claws of dusk With a golden key Unlock the window of night's resting place And open it toward the sun — Do not forget me!

She said: those letters and those poems That I wrote for you from love — Return them to me, for your love I have removed from my own heart

No longer will my feet have the strength To draw me, shadow-like, behind you — But my soul, like a moth, will circle The candle of your beauty And with trembling wings be everywhere with you. My dear! My kind one! My beautiful! Do not forget me!

My trembling hand reached to the corner of the table And drew out her poems I laid them all at her feet And she trampled her own faithfulness underfoot

Akherin shame aashenaye maa Ke nokhostin shabe jodaye bood Amad o khashemnak o qahar alood Dar dilash naqshe bewafaye bood

(Dar a an-mawqe ke panjahaye khon aloode shafaq Darichaye asayeshgahe shab ra Ba kelide telah Baroye khorshid megeshayad Faramosham makon!)

Goft aan namaha o aan ashahar Ke barayat ze ishqo sar kardam Rad kon az bahre man ke mehre tura Digar az qalbe khod badar kardam

(Digar pay man nero nakhwahad dasht ke mara sayawar badonbale tu kashanad, Wale rohe man, Rohe man hamchoon parwana dar peramoon shame jamalat khwahad gasht Wa par par zanan hama ja ba hamrahe tu khwahad bood Azize man! mehrabane man! qashange man! Faramosham makon!)

Daste larzane man ze goshaye mez Badar aaward shehr-hayash raa Hamagi ra ba payash afgandam Kard chon zeer paa wafayash raa