Songs of Eternity by Behzad Ranjbaran Lyrics

Although I have a handsome face and colour
Cheek like the tulips, form like the cypress
It is not clear why the Eternal Painter
Thus tricked me out for the dusty show-booth of earth

He began my creation with constraint
By giving me life he added only confusion;
We depart reluctantly still not knowing
The aim of birth, existence, departure

Oh heart since time’s passing grieves you
And your pure spirit so unseasonably leaves the body
Sit on thе green, spend a few days in happiness
Bеfore the green grass springs from your dust

Look, the morning breeze has torn the rose’s dress
The nightingale is in ecstasy at the rose’s beauty;
Sit in the rose’s shade, for many such
Have come from earth and to it returned

Get up my sweetest, it is dawn
Gently, gently sip the wine and twang the harp
For not a soul will remain of those here
And of those gone, none will return
It is we who are the source of our own happiness
The mine of our sorrow
The repository of justice and foundation of iniquity;
We who are cast down and exalted, perfect and defective
At once the rusted mirror and Jamshid’s all-seeing cup

Come friend, let us loose tomorrow’s grief
And seize this moment of life:
Tomorrow, this ancient inn abandoned
We shall be equal with those born seven thousand years ago!

When the drunken nightingale found his way into the garden
He discovered the face of the rose and the wine-cup laughing;
He came to whisper in my ear excitedly
‘Seek out these, life once gone cannot be sought again.’