Mohammadreza Sharjarian - Mara chashmist khoon afshan...
Poem by: Hafez
maraa cheshmist khoon asshaan, ze dast-e aan kamman abroo
i have eyes raining blood because of that who has curvy (like a bow) eybrows
jahaan bas fetne khaahad deed, as aan chashm o az aan abroo
there will be much chaos in the world because of those eyes and those eyebrows
ghollam-e cashm-e aan torkam ke dar khaabe khoshe masti
I'm the slave of eyes of that Turk who in joyous dream of drunkenness
negaarin golshanash rooy ast o moshkin sayebaan abroo
has a face as their garden and those musky eyebrows as their shelter
to kaafar del nemibandi neghaabe zolf o mitarsam
you pagan-heart won't close the mask of your hair and i fear
ke mehraabam begardaanad kham-e aan delsetaan abroo
that the curve of that lovely eyebrows turn my altar
agar che morghe zirak bood Hafez dar havaadaari
although Hafez was a clever bird in befriending
negaarin golshanash rooy ast o moshkin sayebaan abroo
the eyes of that with curvy eyebrows hunted him with the arrow of a caress
"If music be the food of love; play on."
Shakespeare