عشق من با تو بود
Ishqe Man Ba Tu Bood
“My Love Was for You”
Lyrics
Lyrics updated · July 2026English Translation
My love was with you, my heart was with you You left and broke my love and my heart — why? O faithless one, have mercy — come quickly, come quickly
You left like a wild deer and gave no word You left my love alone inside me Alas for me — my sweetheart has gone from my side
O hope of my youth, come toward me Have mercy on my trembling heart's cell Have mercy on my two weeping eyes
Transliteration
Ishqe man ba tu bood, qalbe man ba tu bood Rafti ishq o tu qalbam shekasti, chura? Bewafa rahm kon zood aa zood aa
Rafti ahoye wahshi nadadi khabar Dar dile ishqat bemandi tu tanha mara Way bar man ke rafta az kenaram yaram
Ay omide jawani ba-soyam beya Az wafa dar kolbai larzane man Rahm kon bar do chashmane geryane man
متن اصلی
عشق من با تو بود، قلب من با تو بود رفتی عشق و تو قلبم شکستی، چرا؟ بیوفا رحم کن زود آ زود آ
رفتی آهوی وحشی ندادی خبر در دل عشقت بماندی تو تنها مرا وای بر من که رفته از کنارم یارم
ای امید جوانی بسویم بیا از وفا در کلبه لرزان من رحم کن بر دو چشمان گریان من
My love was with you, my heart was with you — you left and broke both. A direct accusation in the voice of abandonment: the speaker begs return while describing the beloved as a wild deer, untameable, giving no word.
About This Recording
'My love was with you, my heart was with you / You left and broke my love and my heart — why?' — the 'why?' is the structural hinge. In Persian love poetry, the beloved's cruelty is usually left unmotivated; to ask 'why?' would be impertinent. But here the speaker asks directly, and the asking is itself a measure of vulnerability — an openness that the beloved's departure has left undefended.
'You left like a wild deer and gave no word / You left my love alone inside me' — the deer (ahu) is one of the most common figures for the beloved in Persian lyric, prized precisely for its wildness, its speed, its inability to be domesticated. 'You left my love alone inside me' — the love remains, but without an object it has nowhere to go. The speaker is left inhabited by a feeling that has become purposeless.
'O hope of my youth, come toward me / Have mercy on my trembling heart's cell / Have mercy on my two weeping eyes' — the plea is triple, the body itemized: youth, heart, eyes. Ahmad Zahir was recording songs like this in his mid-to-late twenties; the invocation of youth (jawani) as something that belongs to the beloved — that departs when she departs — was not purely conventional for a young man who had so few years left.
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