سر سرے پشته

Sar Sare Poshta

On the Hillside

Ahmad ZahirFolk PreservationsStudio · Pashto

Lyrics

Lyrics updated · July 2026

English Translation

On the hilltop the lover has been slain From the lover's blood Layla Jan has written a letter

Come into my sky, O my sun From the separation of your face — torment at the end

O Pleiades of love, O Venus of secrets May your lips be my cup of wine

Your glance has the quality of love From the cup of your eyes it pours

Transliteration

Sar sare poshta, ashiq ra koshta Az khone ashiq layli jan nama naweshta

Aa dar separat ay aftabam, az hijre royat akher azabam Az hijre royat layli jan, akher azabam

Parweene ishqi, nahide razi Bashad labanat jame sharabam Bashad labanat layli jan jame sharabam

Darad negahat kafeyate ishq Az jame chashmat layli jan, mast o kharabam

متن اصلی

سـر سـر پـشـتـه ، عـاشـق را کُـشـتـه از خون عاشق لیلی جان نامه نوشتـه

آ در سپهرت ای آفتابم، از هجر رویت آخر عذابم از هجر رویت لـیـلـی جـــان، آخر عذابم

پـــرویـن عـشـقـی ، نـاهـیـد رازی بـاشـد لـبـانـت جـــام شـرابـم بـاشـد لـبـانـت لیلی جان جــام شرابم

دارد نــگـاهـت کـیـفـیـت عـشـق از جام چشمت لیلی جان، مست و خرابم

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On the hilltop the lover has been slain — from his blood Layla Jan has written a letter; come into my sky, O my sun; O Pleiades of love, O Venus of secrets — may your lips be my cup of wine; from the cup of your eyes it pours.

About This Recording

Sar Sare Poshta — On the Hilltop — opens with one of the more cinematically violent images in the Dari folk tradition: the lover slain on the hilltop, and Layla writing a letter in his blood. Layla is the beloved of Majnun in the classical story, but here she is the active agent — taking the blood that the lover's death has produced and using it as ink. The letter written in blood is the final communication of a love that ended in death.

The song then turns from folk violence to classical lyric imagery: 'Come into my sky, O my sun' — the beloved as sun entering the speaker's personal sky. The Pleiades (Parvin) and Venus (Zohra) are invoked as the beloved's attributes: Parvin for beauty and remoteness, Zohra for musical and artistic power. Both were associated with the arts in Persian astronomical tradition — the Pleiades with the beauty of stars in a cluster, Venus with music, poetry, and sensual pleasure.

'May your lips be my cup of wine / Your glance has the quality of love / From the cup of your eyes it pours' — the closing images return to the wine-and-cup tradition: lips as cup, eyes as vessel pouring love. The poem makes the beloved's face entirely legible in terms of the wine ceremony. Each feature dispenses something: the lips give wine, the eyes pour love. To look at the beloved is to be served.

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