طوفان اشک حسرتم

Toofan Ashke Hasratam

Storm of My Yearning Tears

Ahmad ZahirThe MastersStudio · Dari

Lyrics

Lyrics updated · July 2026

English Translation

The storm of my longing's tears — has legends in the heart The candle of my amazement's spread — has moths in the heart

O sane and free ones — my heart wants its chains My desert and my world — has madmen in the heart

The intoxication of my flask draws the cup's heart to dance The cup of my longing — has revolutions in the heart

Transliteration

Toofan ashke hasratam, afsana ha darad ba dil Sham-e besat-e hairatam, parwana ha darad ba dil

Ay aqelana azadagan zanjeer o mekhwahad dilam Sahraye man dunyaye man dewana ha darad ba dil Sham-e besat-e hairatam, parwana ha darad ba dil

Toofan ashke hasratam, afsana ha darad ba dil Sham-e besat-e hairatam, parwana ha darad ba dil

Masti-e menayam ba raqs arad dil-e paimana raa Ratel-e geran fetratam mastana ha darad ba dil Sham-e besat-e hairatam, parwana ha darad ba dil

Toofan ashke hasratam, afsana ha darad ba dil Sham-e besat-e hairatam, parwana ha darad ba dil

متن اصلی

طوفان اشک حسرتم، افسانه ها دارد به دل شمع بساط حیرتم، پروانه ها دارد به دل

ای عاقلان آزادگان زنجیرو میخواهد دلم صحرای من دنیای من دیوانه ها دارد بدل شمع بساط حیرتم، پروانه ها دارد به دل

طوفان اشک حسرتم، افسانه ها دارد به دل شمع بساط حیرتم، پروانه ها دارد به دل

مستی مینایم به رقص آرد دل پیمانه را رتل گران فطرتم مستانه ها دارد بدل شمع بساط حیرتم، پروانه ها دارد به دل

طوفان اشک حسرتم، افسانه ها دارد به دل شمع بساط حیرتم، پروانه ها دارد به دل

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The storm of my longing's tears has legends in the heart; the candle of my amazement's spread has moths in the heart; O sane ones — my heart wants its chains; the intoxication of my flask draws the cup's heart to dance.

About This Recording

Toofan Ashke Hasratam — The Storm of My Longing's Tears — is built on a single grammatical pattern repeated three times: [noun/image] has [another noun] in the heart. The storm has legends, the candle has moths, the desert has madmen, the flask has revolutions. Each of these 'heart-inhabitants' is itself a classical Persian image — legends (qessa) that reside in the heart unspoken, moths that circle the candle of amazement, madmen who inhabit deserts, revolutions that arise from intoxication. The poem is a catalog of interiority, each line naming something that exists inside as a contained world.

The address to 'sane and free ones' (aqlan o azadegan) is one of the more formally structured apostrophes in Zahir's catalog. The sane and free — those who have not been consumed by love — are told that the speaker's heart wants its chains. This is the classical paradox of the lover's freedom: the chains of love are chosen, and they are wanted. Freedom from love is presented not as relief but as deprivation. The poem is a defense of the madman's condition against the sane man's pity.

The final stanza — 'The intoxication of my flask draws the cup's heart to dance / The cup of my longing — has revolutions in the heart' — uses the tavern images (flask, cup, intoxication) in a way that gives them agency. The intoxication draws the cup; the cup's heart dances; the cup of longing has revolutions within it. These are not passive vessels but active agents, each containing something that moves and transforms. Zahir's arrangement of these images suggests that interiority is not static but in constant motion — the heart is not a container but a weather system.

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