Mastân salâmat mêkonand (The mystic drunkards are
giving their greetings of peace to you)
---
Go and tell that lute player, "The mystic drunkards are
giving their greetings of peace to you." And tell the water bird,
The mystic drunkards are giving their greetings of peace to
you."
And tell that Prince of the cupbearers, "The mystic drunkards
are giving their greetings of peace to you." And tell that Giver
of Everlasting Life, "The mystic drunkards are giving their
greetings of peace to you."
And tell that Prince of loud uproar, "The mystic drunkards are
giving their greetings of peace to you." And tell that Instigator
of agitation and passionate love, "The mystic drunkards are
giving their greetings of peace to you."
O you regarding whom the full moon is ashamed because of the
beauty of your face, "The mystic drunkards are giving their
greetings of peace to you." And, O peace and quiet of the heart,
"The mystic drunkards are giving their greetings of peace to
you."
O Soul of the soul, O Soul of the soul, "The mystic drunkards are
giving their greetings of peace to you." O you who are like this
and a hundred who are like that, "The mystic drunkards are
giving (their) greetings of peace to you."
There isn't anyone here possessed of sober awareness of
himself."The mystic drunkards are giving their greetings of
peace to you." There isn't anyone more here other than one
who is completely drunk. "The mystic drunkards are giving
their greetings of peace to you."
O Desire of desires, "The mystic drunkards are giving their
greetings of peace to you." Quickly remove the veil from your
face! "The mystic drunkards are giving their greetings of peace
to you."
(Джалаладдин Руми, Газель 534)
