آخر ای دریا
Akher Aye Darya
“Finally, O Sea”
Lyrics
Lyrics updated · July 2026English Translation
In the end, O sea In the end, O sea
You too, like me, have a mad heart Restlessness in your hands, waves in your head A drunken lament
In the end, O sea Where shall I seek the trace of your dwelling? In what light are you hidden? At what border is your home?
How far will you run? How long will you throb? Now burning like a candle Now fluttering like a moth
Transliteration
Akhir ay Darya Akhir ay Darya To ham chon man dil-e deewana daari Shor-o dar kaf Mawj-o dar sar Nala-e mastana daari
Oomro be pah gar na-ey Hardam chora pah dar gorezey? Zawq-e hastee gar na-ey Akhir chora saamana daari
Akhir ay Darya
Koja Joy-em Sorgh-e manzelat ra Dar chee Paida-ey nehanee Dar chee sarhad khana daari?
Ta koja khwa hee ramedan Ta bakey khwa hee tapeedan Gah ba saz sham sozee Gah par-e parwana daari
متن اصلی
آخر ای دریا آخر ای دریا
تو هم چون من دل دیوانه داری شور در کف موج در سر نالۀ مستانه داری
عمربی پا گر نه ای هردم چراپا در گریزی ذوق هستی گر نه ای آخر چرا سامانه داری
آخر ای دریا کجا جویم سراغ منزلت را در چه پیدایی نهانی در چه سرحد خانه داری
تا کجا خواهی رمیدن تا به کی خواهی تپیدن گه به ساز شمع سوزی گه پر پروانه داری
In the end, O sea — the sea is addressed as a fellow sufferer with a mad heart, restlessness in its hands and waves in its head, asked where its dwelling is and how long it will burn.
About This Recording
Addressing the sea as a conscious entity shares deep roots in Persian lyric. The sea (darya) carries associations that differ from the ocean of European Romantic poetry — it is associated with depth, generosity, and also with destructive immensity. In the Sufi tradition it figures the vastness of the divine into which the drop of the individual soul disappears. Akher Aye Darya does something more personal: it treats the sea as an equal, another creature of uncontrollable restlessness.
'You too, like me, have a mad heart' — the kinship is established immediately. The sea is not a setting or a metaphor for the beloved but a companion in the same condition. Its restlessness (bi-arami) is legible in the waves; its madness (junun) is given away by the drunken lament. The speaker is speaking to something that recognizes the same symptoms in itself.
The questions the speaker asks the sea — where its dwelling is, in what light it is hidden, at what border its home lies — apply equally to the beloved, to meaning, and to any final resting place. The last image of the candle and moth compresses both consuming and consumed: the sea is both the flame and the thing that flutters around the flame, unsure which role it is actually playing.
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