عزیزم به یادت شبهای
Azizam Ba Yadat Shabhaye
“My Dear, in Memory of You, Nights”
Lyrics
Lyrics updated · July 2026English Translation
My beloved, remembering you on dark nights I come to you with a torn heart Seeking you, scenting you I come to you in hopelessness
You are my hope, you are my shelter I have become enamored of your manner My beloved, remembering you on dark nights I come to you with a torn heart
Anyone who sees from between your hair the moonlight of your face Will be driven mad Out of affection — have mercy on me My day has gone dark like the color of your hair
Transliteration
Azizam ba yadat shabhaye zolmat ba qalbe parah aayam ba soyat Joyam tu ra man boyam tu ra man ba na-omidi aayam ba soyat
Tuye omidam tuye panaham gardida-am man maftoone khoyat Azizam ba yadat shabhaye zolmat ba qalbe parah aayam ba soyat
Majnoon begardad har kas ke benad az laye moyat mahtabe royat Joyam tu ra man boyam tu ra man ba na-omidi aayam ba soyat aayam ba soyat
Az roye olfat rahme nema tu rozam seya shod chon range moyat Azizam ba yadat shabhaye zolmat ba qalbe parah aayam ba soyat
متن اصلی
عزیزم به یادت شب های ظلمت با قلب پاره آیم به سویت جویم تو را من بویم تو را من با ناامیدی آیم به سویت
تویی امیدم تویی پناهم گردیده ام من مفتون خویت عزیزم به یادت شب های ظلمت با قلب پاره آیم به سویت
مجنون بگردد هر کس که بیند از لای مویت مهتاب رویت جویم تو را من بویم تو را من با نا امیدی آیم به سویت آیم به سویت
از روی الفت رحمی نما تو روزم سیا شد چون رنگ مویت عزیزم به یادت شب های ظلمت با قلب پاره آیم به سویت
Remembering you on dark nights, I come to you with a torn heart — seeking, scenting, in hopelessness; anyone who sees the moonlight of your face through your hair is driven mad.
About This Recording
Azizam Ba Yadat Shabhaye opens in darkness — both the darkness of night and the darkness that the beloved's absence creates. 'Dark nights' (shabhaye tira) is a doubled condition: the literal dark of night and the figurative dark of grief. The speaker comes seeking and scenting, which are senses active when vision fails — when you cannot see, you follow smell.
'You are my hope, you are my shelter / I have become enamored of your manner' — the beloved is positioned as both an eschatological hope and a domestic shelter (panah). The combination of cosmological significance (hope, shelter) with something as specific as 'manner' (shewa, style, bearing) is characteristic of Zahir's songs: large claims grounded in small, specific observations.
The final image — 'anyone who sees from between your hair the moonlight of your face / will be driven mad' — is a precise framing of the visibility problem. The face is not always available; it appears between the hair, a moon glimpsed through clouds. This partial visibility, the intermittent appearance of something overwhelmingly beautiful, is more destabilizing than either full presence or full absence. 'My day has gone dark like the color of your hair' — the dark hair of the beloved and the darkness of the day are the same darkness, interchangeable.
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