Story of the holy man and the harper حکایت زاهد و بربط زن

Story of the holy man and the harper حکایت زاهد و بربط زن

Bustan Saadi بوستان سعدی

A tipsy bard held ‘neath his arm a harp tight;
On a pious man’s head he destroyed it at night
یکی بربطی در بغل داشت مست
به شب در سر پارسایی شکست
The gentle, good soul when the morning began,
Brought a handful of coins to the hard-hearted man.
چو روز آمد آن نیکمرد سلیم
بر سنگدل برد یک مشت سیم
“Last night you were haughty and tipsy,” he said,
“And broke while excited your harp and my head.
که دوشینه معذور بودی و مست
تو را و مرا بربط و سر شکست
My wound has recovered; my terror has flown;
But you cannot get well until money you own.”
مرا به شد آن زخم و برخاست بیم
تو را به نخواهد شد الا به سیم
For this reason the friends of the Lord are more pure,
That they much on their heads from the people endure.
از این دوستان خدا بر سرند
که از خلق بسیار بر سر خورند


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