| Khurshid-Banu Natavan |
| Beloved, how could you break the oath to me you swore? |
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Beloved, how could you break the oath to
me you swore? You seek new company, love, with other
women you meet, Yes, you have found another before whom
you bare your soul; My life is now a nightmare of infinite,
black despair. Your heartlessness, o beloved, is driving
me insane. O Destiny, how cruel, how ruthless you
are to me! Life overflows with anguish, with tears
overflow my eyes; Why, have you been avoiding me all this
time, Love, you have driven your slave to the
limit of desperation, Have pity on me,your slave, o my lord,
my Padishah! You and your love make merry, carousing
day and night, There was a time when you wanted nobody
else but me. What was the cause, my monarch, explain
to your subject, pray? What shall I do, distraught and unhappy
as I am now? Make merry, my love, with my rival, feast
and have a good time, Chirp with your newly-found mate like two
nightingales on a bough: Kill me, let Allah give strength to your
ruthless hand! I sigh and I weep in sorrow, pain is tearing
my heart. Translated by Dorian Rottenberg |
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