کاجکی ابروی تل
Kajakee Abroyet
“Your Eyebrows Like the Kajaki”
Lyrics
Lyrics updated · July 2026English Translation
Your slanted eyebrow is the sting of a scorpion What can I do — alas, it belongs to another
Who has your two wine-clouded eyes Who has your two serpent-tail eyebrows I roam mountain to mountain, desert to desert Asking who holds your heart's authority
I always called your two brows beautiful I called your charming mouth a pistachio When you drew close, your bud opened I said you washed your lips in rose water
Transliteration
Kajakee abroyet neshe gazhodam ast Che konam afsoos male mardom ast
Do chashmane khomarat raa ke darad Do abroye domb marat raa ke darad Begardam koh ba koh sahra ba sahra Beporsam ikhteyarat raa ke darad
Do abroye tura paywasta goftam Dahane dilkashat ra pesta goftam Cho sakht gard amadi shod ghoncha-at waa Ba aab gul dahan ra shosta goftam
Kaman abro kamanat ra bebosam Senan mozhgan senanat ra bebosam Kabab az gham begiram gesoyat raa Sadaf dandan labanat raa bebosam
متن اصلی
کجکی ابرويت نيش گژدم است چه کنم افسوس مال مردم است
دو چشمان خمارت را که دارد دو ابروی دمب مارت را که دارد بگردم کوه بکوه صحرا بصحرا بپرسم اختيارت را که دارد
دو ابروی ترا پيوسته گفتم دهان دلکشت را پسته گفتم چو سخت گرد آمدی شد غنچه ات وا به آب گل دهن را شسته گفتم
کمان ابرو کمانت را ببوسم سنان مژدگان سنانت را ببوسم کباب از غم بگيرم گيسويت را صدف دندان لبانت را ببوسم
Your slanted eyebrow is the sting of a scorpion — alas, it belongs to another; who has your wine-clouded eyes, your serpent-tail brows? I roam mountain to mountain asking who holds your heart's authority.
About This Recording
Kajakee Abroyet — Your Slanted Eyebrow — is a folk-register song from the Pashtun lyric tradition, marked by the specific physical inventory that characterizes Afghan folk ghazal: the slanted eyebrow (kajaki abroo), the wine-clouded eyes (chashman-e sharabi), the serpent-tail brow. The eyebrow bent like a scorpion is a compliment that acknowledges weaponry — the eyebrow stings, and the sting is the point.
The opening 'alas, it belongs to another' (dariqa, malak-e ghair) arrives immediately after the compliment, establishing the structural condition of the song: the speaker can see and articulate the beloved's beauty precisely while unable to possess it. To belong to another is not a moral judgment but a fact of ownership that governs the speaker's entire situation.
The journey — mountain to mountain, desert to desert, asking 'who holds your heart's authority?' — is the question of jurisdiction taken literally. In the Pashtun tribal world, 'who holds authority' (hukm kist) over a person was a real social question with real answers. The speaker is wandering the landscape asking a practical question about the beloved's ownership that the landscape cannot answer. The closing compliments — brows called beautiful, mouth called pistachio, lips washed in rose water — are rendered as memories of the speaker's own past praise, recalled in the third-person past tense of something already gone.
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