Aref Qazvini composed 'Weeping into Drunkenness' in complaint against the rule of Naser-ol-Mulk, the tyrant and traitor to the homeland(Persia) , who was the regent during the time of Ahmad Shah (in the year 1910 AD). Here's the full Poem with Bold sentences being the lines Shajarian sung (Please note that these lines are not sung in the original order, but in this extraordinary mash-up by the esteemed artist, they have been rearranged to convey the pain of the words in a more beautiful way.): *I turned my weeping into a reason for my drunken sigh,* *And with every complaint, I let the world pass by.* As I lifted my sleeve from my weeping eyes, A river of blood began to stain my soul's skies. Why, then, should I not cry, like a shattered harp’s song? Why, when the heavens themselves have done me wrong? How could I not speak, if pain fills the air, When the thief, with ease, makes my house his lair? *Why this silence, oh heart, why hold your refrain?* *Why this stillness, when anguish calls out in vain?* *The veil of secrets has been torn apart,* *Why, then, do you hide your wounded heart?* Your gaze, intoxicated, has unraveled this world, Why do you hide your face, still, unfurled? Reveal your beauty, for this life is so brief, I marked your soul, my love, in disbelief. *The secret of my heart, a treasure unknown,* *Better left unspoken, than carelessly shown.* *Let the storm of sorrow rest for a while,* *The treasure of my soul remains hidden in style.* What can I say to the gardener of my grief, Who waters the seeds of hatred, beyond belief? With my hands, I freed the bloom from its snare, And placed my nest in the branches, unaware. Now, under the rule of Nasir al-Mulk, the kingdom falls, The house stands empty, echoing foreign calls. No longer do I seek the company of the blind, For now, I find my solace in the tavern, intertwined. Better it is to be lost in drunken bliss, than to dwell in pride, For life is but a fleeting tide, with nothing to hide. I swear by the joy that intoxicates my soul, My peace, my refuge, found in the wine's gentle pull. *The dead who lack art, are lost in vain,* *Their false cries bring no solace, no gain.* *Our night, a mirror to the coming dawn,* *And I weep through the dark, till the light is drawn.*
@@Ahmadreza.keshavarz معمولا انسان هایی که با این شکست مواجه میشن ، محکوم میشن به موفق شدن انرژیت رو بزار رو استعدادت و هدفات و هرکاری کنی باز هم فراموش نمیشه ، یه قسمت زندگی هست که یاد هرکس که تحربه کرده باشه میمونه پس انرژیت رو نزار سر اینکه باید فراموش کننم ، باید باهاش کنار بیای 💔
Aref Qazvini composed 'Weeping into Drunkenness' in complaint against the rule of Naser-ol-Mulk, the tyrant and traitor to the homeland(Persia) , who was the regent during the time of Ahmad Shah (in the year 1910 AD).
Here's the full Poem with Bold sentences being the lines Shajarian sung (Please note that these lines are not sung in the original order, but in this extraordinary mash-up by the esteemed artist, they have been rearranged to convey the pain of the words in a more beautiful way.):
*I turned my weeping into a reason for my drunken sigh,*
*And with every complaint, I let the world pass by.*
As I lifted my sleeve from my weeping eyes,
A river of blood began to stain my soul's skies.
Why, then, should I not cry, like a shattered harp’s song?
Why, when the heavens themselves have done me wrong?
How could I not speak, if pain fills the air,
When the thief, with ease, makes my house his lair?
*Why this silence, oh heart, why hold your refrain?*
*Why this stillness, when anguish calls out in vain?*
*The veil of secrets has been torn apart,*
*Why, then, do you hide your wounded heart?*
Your gaze, intoxicated, has unraveled this world,
Why do you hide your face, still, unfurled?
Reveal your beauty, for this life is so brief,
I marked your soul, my love, in disbelief.
*The secret of my heart, a treasure unknown,*
*Better left unspoken, than carelessly shown.*
*Let the storm of sorrow rest for a while,*
*The treasure of my soul remains hidden in style.*
What can I say to the gardener of my grief,
Who waters the seeds of hatred, beyond belief?
With my hands, I freed the bloom from its snare,
And placed my nest in the branches, unaware.
Now, under the rule of Nasir al-Mulk, the kingdom falls,
The house stands empty, echoing foreign calls.
No longer do I seek the company of the blind,
For now, I find my solace in the tavern, intertwined.
Better it is to be lost in drunken bliss, than to dwell in pride,
For life is but a fleeting tide, with nothing to hide.
I swear by the joy that intoxicates my soul,
My peace, my refuge, found in the wine's gentle pull.
*The dead who lack art, are lost in vain,*
*Their false cries bring no solace, no gain.*
*Our night, a mirror to the coming dawn,*
*And I weep through the dark, till the light is drawn.*
Bəh bəh bəh ❤
تصنیف عارف + صدای شجریان + موسیقی آرنالدز ... همه موجود بودند... تا اینکه مووان تصمیم به خلق این شاهکار ترکیبی گرفت. سپاس برادر.
عزیز دلید شما ممنون از انرژی مثبتتون و مرسی که وقت گزاشتید ❤
صدای همیشه جاودان استاد شجریان❤️✌️
ای جانم اییی جااااان به به
If only they met and recorded in real life...yet you gave us the gift of making that dream come to life in a different way!
The point is that they have never met each other 💔
Thank you for the beautiful words you said
داداش خدا خیرت بده سالها بود همچین ترکیبی کهه عاشقشمو پیدا نمی کردم ممنون و خسته نباشی❤❤❤
@@armin3529 مرسی از این که وقت گذاشتی ❤️
داداش این بی نظیره، هر موقع دلم میگیره اینو گوش میدم
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دلا
خموشی چرا ؟
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فوق العاده بود❤
@@9skytarget ❤️
بی نظیر :)❄️🖤
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magnificent, no words exist to adore it perfectly...
Thank You ❤️
خدا بهت آرامش بده داداش چقدر ذهنم آروم کرد این صدای بهشتی
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Bravo.... Unbelievable
thank you
حرف نداری ❤
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عالیه ❤❤❤
شاهکار ساختی💜🌍
@@sabaheidari4160 ❤️
دستت طلا عزیز❤️🌹🌴
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✨🖤😍you are the best
أنا حيث أنت
این رو اکتبر 2023 منتشر کرده بودین منتها این پس زمینه هم جذاب شده. ممنون ♥
Yes, the one that was published before did not have typography
Nice
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@@EagerRosian ❤️
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فقط نمیدونم چرا فراموش نمیشه هر کاری میکنم،از درون تجزیه شدم دیگه...
@@Ahmadreza.keshavarz معمولا انسان هایی که با این شکست مواجه میشن ، محکوم میشن به موفق شدن
انرژیت رو بزار رو استعدادت و هدفات
و هرکاری کنی باز هم فراموش نمیشه ، یه قسمت زندگی هست که یاد هرکس که تحربه کرده باشه میمونه
پس انرژیت رو نزار سر اینکه باید فراموش کننم ،
باید باهاش کنار بیای
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🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
تصنیفی از عارف قزوینی❤
1000❤❤❤❤❤
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@@javidamrina1645 ❤️