بهار من سر از نو
Bahar Man Sar Az Naw
“My Spring Begins Anew”
Lyrics
Lyrics updated · July 2026English Translation
O my spring — how long will you flee from the new spring? How long will you scatter the book of our memories?
In this silence of lips your gaze has a hundred tongues The joy of love — how long will you hide from the beloved?
When you look at me with coldness and flee from me How long will you treat the wild breeze and the gentle dew alike?
Transliteration
Bahar man hazar az naw baharan mekoni ta kay? Ketab khater ma ra perayshan mekoni ta kay?
Dar ein khamoshi labha negahat sad zaban darad Seroore ishq ra az yar penhan mekoni ta kay?
Mara chon bengari na mehrey o az man hazar kardi Nasim harza ra ba zhala yaksan mekoni ta kay?
متن اصلی
بهار من حذر از نو بهاران می کنی تا کی؟ کتاب خاطر ما را پريشان می کنی تا کی؟
دراين خاموشی لبها نگاهت صد زبان دارد سرور عشق را از يار پنهان می کنی تا کی؟
مرا چون بنگری نا مهری و از من حذر کردی نسيم هرزه را با ژاله يکسان می کنی تا کی؟
O my spring — how long will you flee from the new spring, scatter the book of our memories? Your silent gaze has a hundred tongues; how long will you treat the wild breeze and gentle dew alike?
About This Recording
Bahar Man Sar Az Naw addresses the beloved as 'my spring' (bahar-e man) — a personification that makes the beloved a season, a force of renewal, capable of either arriving and transforming the landscape or withholding itself and leaving winter in place. The question 'how long will you flee from the new spring?' is therefore also: how long will you refuse to become what you are?
'In this silence of lips your gaze has a hundred tongues' — the beloved does not speak but the eyes communicate volumes. The contrast between the silent lips and the eloquent gaze is precise: the beloved refuses verbal communication while the body continues to broadcast. The speaker is being given information through a channel the beloved may not have intended to open.
The final couplet's complaint is subtle: 'When you look at me with coldness and flee from me / How long will you treat the wild breeze and the gentle dew alike?' The wild breeze (bad-e saba) and the gentle dew are opposites in Persian lyric — the wind that carries messages and the moisture that nourishes. To treat them alike is to make no distinctions, to have no preferences. The speaker is being told, by the beloved's equal treatment of all things, that they are nothing special.
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