من مست و تو دیوانه

Man Masto Tu Deewana

I Am Drunk and You Are Mad

Ahmad ZahirThe MastersStudio · Dari

I Am Drunk and You Are Mad — Rumi's ghazal of double intoxication, both speaker and beloved outside the boundaries of sober social life, both beyond the reach of ordinary judgment.

About This Recording

I Am Drunk and You Are Mad places both speaker and beloved outside the sober world simultaneously — the speaker intoxicated (mast), the beloved mad (deewana). In the classical tradition, mast and deewana are not negative conditions but marks of those who have been opened by love or divine presence to a state that ordinary people mistake for disorder.

The double state gives the song an unusual symmetry: usually in the ghazal it is the speaker who is destroyed while the beloved remains composed and indifferent. Here both are caught in the same storm. This mutuality changes the emotional register — the recording has an energy of shared abandon rather than unrequited longing.

Lyrics

English Translation

I am drunk and you are mad — who will take us home? A hundred times I told you: drink two or three cups less

In this whole city I see not one sober soul Each worse than the next — frenzied, mad

Beloved, come to the tavern and taste the pleasure of the soul What joy can the soul have without the beloved's company?

In every corner a drunkard, hand upon hand And the cupbearer of all being, with his royal chalice

متن اصلی

من مست و تو دیوانه، ما را که برد خانه صد بار تو را گفتم، کم خور دو سه پیمانه

در شهر یکی کس را هشیار نمی‌بینم هر یک بتر از دیگر، شوریده و دیوانه

جانا به خرابات آ، تا لذت جان بینی جان را چه خوشی باشد، بی‌صحبت جانانه

هر گوشه یکی مستی، دستی ز بر دستی وان ساقی هر هستی، با ساغر شاهانه

Poetic Source & Adaptation

Rumi

Jalal al-Din Rumi, Divan-e Shams, ghazal 2309. The Ganjoor critical edition opens 'man bikhod o tu bikhod' (I am beside myself and so are you); the popular sung tradition — which Ahmad Zahir follows — opens 'man mast o tu deewana.' Both readings carry the same Sufi logic: intoxication and madness as the marks of those opened by love to a state the sober world mistakes for disorder.

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