All Night
I was searching for something in Rumi’s poems, when I encountered this ode. So I translated it for you: Asef Fekrat
Where is the beauty that I saw on your face all night?
And sugar-like words that I heard from you, all night
Even though my heart was burning of your face
I flew around the candle of your face all night
The night before your moonlike face, was fixing tent
I was tearing the tent on the night like the moon, all night
The soul, like a cat, was licking its lips, desiring you
And I, like babies, was licking the tip of my finger, all night
My chest was crowded like the nest of bees
Since I was getting honey from you, o spring of honey! All night
The trap of the night came and took the souls of the peoples
I was palpitating, in that trap, like the heart of a bird, all night
To whom all souls are subdued like pigeons
In that trap, I was searching him, all night
I was searching for something in Rumi’s poems, when I encountered this ode. So I translated it for you: Asef Fekrat
Where is the beauty that I saw on your face all night?
And sugar-like words that I heard from you, all night
Even though my heart was burning of your face
I flew around the candle of your face all night
The night before your moonlike face, was fixing tent
I was tearing the tent on the night like the moon, all night
The soul, like a cat, was licking its lips, desiring you
And I, like babies, was licking the tip of my finger, all night
My chest was crowded like the nest of bees
Since I was getting honey from you, o spring of honey! All night
The trap of the night came and took the souls of the peoples
I was palpitating, in that trap, like the heart of a bird, all night
To whom all souls are subdued like pigeons
In that trap, I was searching him, all night
