دلم در عاشقی آواره شد
Dilam Dar Ashiqi Awara Shod
“My Heart Has Wandered in Love”
Lyrics
Lyrics updated · July 2026English Translation
My heart in loving has wandered — may it wander more My body without a heart has become wretched — may it be more wretched
In plundering dear ones, your tresses have rogue cunning In bloodying the strangers, your eyes — may they have more cunning
Your face is fresh — and for my own death I want it fresher Your heart is stone — for killing me, may it be more stone-like
All say she has tormented so many to their lives' end I say: for my life's sake — may she be even more bloodthirsty
Transliteration
Dilam dar ashiqi awara shod, awara tar badaa Tanam az be dili bechara shod, bechara tar badaa
Ba taaraaje azizan zolfe tu ayaree darad Ba khone reze ghariban chashme tu ayara tar badaa
Rokhat taza ast o bahre mordane khod taza tar khwaham Dilat kharast o bahre koshtane man khara tar badaa
Hama goyand ke-az khon-khwaresh khalqe bajan aamad Man ein goyam ke bahre jaane man khoonkhwara tar badaa
متن اصلی
دلم در عاشقی آواره شد، آواره تر بادا تنم از بی دلی بيچاره شد، بيچاره تر بادا
به تاراج عزيزان زلف تو عياريی دارد به خون ريز غريبان چشم تو عياره تر بادا
رُِِِخت تازه است و بهر مردن خود تازه تر خواهم دلت خاره ست و بهر کشتن من خاره تر بادا
همه گويند کز خونخواريش خلقی بجان آمد من اين گويم که بهر جان من خونخواره تر بادا
My heart in loving has wandered — may it wander more; your tresses have rogue cunning — may they have more; all say she torments; I say: for my life's sake, may she be even more bloodthirsty.
About This Recording
Dilam Dar Ashiqi Awara Shod is a song of masochistic escalation — each stanza asks for more of what is destroying the speaker. The heart has wandered from love: may it wander further. The body without a heart has become wretched: may it be more wretched. The principle is consistent across every couplet: whatever damage love has done, the speaker welcomes its intensification.
This is not self-pity but a form of completeness — the argument that the condition of being fully in love, including all its destruction, is preferable to any partial condition. 'Your face is fresh — and for my own death I want it fresher / Your heart is stone — for killing me, may it be more stone-like' — the freshness that is the beloved's beauty is desired to be more beautiful precisely because the speaker is dying from it. More stone makes for a cleaner death.
'All say she has tormented so many to their lives' end / I say: for my life's sake — may she be even more bloodthirsty' — the song's most striking turn. The social consensus condemns the beloved; the speaker defends her and requests even greater cruelty. The 'for my life's sake' (baraye jan-e man) is the key: the speaker's life, such as it is, depends on the beloved's torment. Without the torment there would be no life worth speaking of.
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