Magar Khuda Ze Raqiban
“But God from Rivals”
A song of hopeful prayer — the speaker asking God to separate the beloved from rivals, imagining a day when fortune makes them known to each other and the sigh of the burning heart finds its place.
About This Recording
It opens not with a claim but a wish — 'may God' — which puts the speaker on his knees from the first line. The rivals circling the beloved are a fixture of the ghazal, and the answer to them here is not a fight but a prayer sent upward. Patience, not passivity: the beloved has to be delivered by something larger than either lover or rival, and the singer knows it.
Lyrics
English Translation
May God separate you from rivals What a fine wish I have made — may God make it so
One day I will give strangers what they deserve When fortune makes you familiar with me
You will not hear news of my state except when The sigh of the burning ones finds a place in your heart
متن اصلی
مگر خدا ز رقيبان ترا جدا بکند عجب خيال خوشی کرده ام خدا بکند
سزای مردم بيگانه را دهم روزی که روزگار ترا با من آشنا بکند
خبر نميشوی از حالی ما مگر وقتی که آه سوختگان در دل تو جا بکند