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312
MX
by Mesud Xalaf
translated by Şamal Akreyî
Dahola Êşê
Drum of Pain
Êş, destebirakê hezê ye,
Pain is a companion of desire
hez di zîndana leşê me de rizî ye.
Desire in the prison of our body is decayed.
Tu êdî ber bi nemana êşê ve diheliyayî.
You are forever melting in order to reach the end of pain.
Bejna te berhema derûna nepeniyê bû.
Your stature was a creation full of secrets.
Wekî berê nema têhna rojan dişikest, 5
It is no longer as before (when it) was quenching the days’ thirst,
Ne jî,
Not also,
wekî berê, te guh li ber sirûdên biharistana helbestê bel nedikir.
As before, you didn’t listen to the poem of spring seasons
Şînahî dihatin xewa me, hingê xewnên me şîn dibûn.
We dreamt of greenness―thus our dreams were turning green (growing).
Bê sînor difirîn xweziyên bê nav û nîşan,
Desires without name and address were flying without limit.
Em li ber derazînka hesreta xwe de, li xwe digeriyan, 10
We were at our sorrow gate, looking for ourselves.
Di kefa destên me de stêr dirêjiyan,
From the palms of our hands stars were falling down.
Asîman keçel dibû,
Heaven (the sky) was becoming bald,