People of the Brew
بِسۡمِ ٱللهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
As translated by Dr. Alan A. Godlas, Mawlana Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi (q.s.) wrote:
“Ferment!
Ferment!
Since we are brew people;
Except love, except love,
We have nothing else to do.
In this earth, in this earth,
In this pure sacred
field,
Except affection, except love,
We sow no other seed.
So drunk, we are so drunk
Because of that king
Who we are.
Come! Come!
So in surrender,
We can give our hands to you.
What do we know, what do we know
About we drank last
night?
Since today, every day,
We are continually
drinking and hungover.
Do not ask! Do not ask
About the states of true
reality!
Since we are wine worshippers,
We do not count goblets.
If you did not get drunk,
If you did not drink that
wine,
What can you know, what can you know
About what we are hunting?
So, we will not fall into this earth,
Grab us! We are not mats!
Rise from this orb since we
Are people of the ramparts!”
بجوشيد
بجوشيد که ما اهل شعاريم
بجز
عشق بجز عشق دگر کار نداريم
در
اين خاک در اين خاک در اين مزرعه پاک
بجز
مهر بجز عشق دگر تخم نکاريم
چه
مستيم چه مستيم از آن شاه که هستيم
بياييد
بياييد که تا دست برآريم
چه
دانيم چه دانيم که ما دوش چه خورديم
که
امروز همه روز خميريم و خماريم
مپرسيد
مپرسيد ز احوال حقيقت
که
ما باده پرستيم نه پيمانه شماريم
شما
مست نگشتيد وزان باده نخورديد
چه
دانيد چه دانيد که ما در چه شکاريم
نيفتيم بر اين خاک ستان ما نه حصيريم
برآييم بر اين چرخ که ما مرد حصاريم

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