ماهم ز راه رسید

Maham Ze Rah Raseed Wali

The Moon Has Arrived on the Road But

Ahmad ZahirThe MastersStudio · Dari

Lyrics

Lyrics updated · July 2026

English Translation

The moon too arrived from the road, but left before arriving Left without a word said and nothing heard

I ran before her and she did not turn back She departed like a tear falling to the hem

First my heart and I were captured by her glance In the end she fled from sight like a gazelle

She came like a cloud of mercy and left like a flash of tumult She came trailing her skirts and left pulling them away

Transliteration

Mah ham ze rah rasid wali narasida raft Harfe nagofta o sokhane nashonida raft

Man pesh o dawedam o wapas nakard roh Az pesh roh cho ashk badaman chakida raft

Awal man o dil az negahi sayd o shodem Akher ze dida hamcho ghazale ramida raft

Chon abre rahmat amad o chon barq fetna raft Daman kashan byamad o daman kashida raft

متن اصلی

ماه هم ز ره رسيد ولی نارسيده رفت حرفی نگفته و سخنی ناشنيده رفت

من پيش او دويدم و واپس نکرد روی از پيش رو چو اشک بدامن چکيده رفت

اول من و دل از نگهی صيد او شديم آخر ز ديده همچو غزالی رميده رفت

چون ابر رحمت آمد و چون برق فتنه رفت دامن کشان بيامد و دامن کشيده رفت

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The moon too arrived from the road but left before arriving — a poem of departure so complete that the arrival itself is retrospectively erased.

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'The moon too arrived from the road, but left before arriving / Left without a word said and nothing heard' — the paradox of leaving before arriving is the poem's central image. It is not merely that the moon departed quickly; it departed so completely that the arrival itself is retrospectively erased. The moon in Persian poetry is almost always a figure for the beloved: face like the moon, the moon of beauty.

'I ran before her and she did not turn back / She departed like a tear falling to the hem' — daaman (hem) is where tears fall when someone bows their head in grief. To depart like a tear is to become involuntary, weightless, a thing that falls rather than walks. The speaker running ahead of her is futile; a tear cannot be stopped by something running in front of it.

'She came like a cloud of mercy and left like a flash of tumult / She came trailing her skirts and left pulling them away' — the contrast in how arrival and departure are clothed: mercy becomes tumult, the trailing garment pulled sharply back. The poem does not explain why she left. It only describes the quality of the leaving — arrival as gift, departure as withdrawal of that gift at the same moment.

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