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نویسنده توانا و سلحشور میهن محترمه سوسن ترابی

که با ژرفنگری و محبت بیکران معنوی شان

غزل:

( ناوک عشق در جگر دارم / در هوای تو بال و پر دارم )

را با موشکافی و مهارت خاص به لسان انگلیسی بر گردان نمودند.

خواستم این زحمات و محبت معنوی ایشان

را به عزیزان و هوادارنم شریک سازم.

با محبت

امپراطور

I have the harrow of love in my heart I have the wing to fly in your air Like the breeze Which blows from time to time, I pass over your area The heart is boiling in the pot of my chest I have water from the clay pot of spark I am not afraid of the fearless enemy I am complaining about the ill- mannered lover Years passed by waiting I have nothing but soil in wet eyes The impoverished love has made me suffer I have no dark night nor morning I say romantic sonnet I have the harvest from the literature tree My body is the nation of pride I am whinning about the unsophisticated tribe I am far from any trouble and enticement I have simple life The jealous eyes will be ashamed before me I have the shield from blade of the prayers I am from Badakhshan rich in garnet I have good reputation in Kashem I became the poet of my time I have sweetness from the lips of words I have been given the title of imperator of hearts In descent I took after my father God created me "Mahmood" That I have such a say and piece of work  AHMAD MAHMOOD IMPERATOR


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I have the harrow of love in my heart
I have the wing to fly in your air
Like the breeze Which blows from time to time,
I pass over your area
The heart is boiling in the pot of my chest
I have water from the clay pot of spark
I am not afraid of the fearless enemy
I am complaining about the ill- mannered lover
Years passed by waiting
I have nothing but soil in wet eyes
The impoverished love has made me suffer
I have no dark night nor morning
I say romantic sonnet
I have the harvest from the literature tree
My body is the nation of pride
I am whinning about the unsophisticated tribe
I am far from any trouble and enticement
I have simple life
The jealous eyes will be ashamed before me
I have the shield from blade of the prayers
I am from Badakhshan rich in garnet
I have good reputation in Kashem
I became the poet of my time
I have sweetness from the lips of words
I have been given the title of imperator of hearts
In descent I took after my father
God created me "Mahmood"
That I have such a say and piece of work

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ترجمه غزل توسط: شاعره شیرین کلام محترمه بانو سوسن ترابی


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