Ay Leili - Shahin Najafi

In Memory of Ahmad Ashourpour
Arrangement: Faarjam

Photo: Amin Khelghat

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Ay Leili

On the top of the high mountain I play the Nay (an Iranian wind instrument)
Keep waiting for that girl to come
Who made me disgraced in the this world
Everybody says how lovelorn I am

Oh Leili, darling Leili
Oh my dearest one Leili
Leili I love you so much
Deep in soul and heart Leili

You’re on the balcony, I’m on the ground
You peel the oranges, I’m heart sore and down
How pleasant it is to hide and seek with you
I pray the lord never I lose you

Oh Leili, darling Leili

Oh my dearest one Leili

Leili I love you so much

Deep in soul and heart Leili

If you are my mistress, via the roads come to me
If the roads are shut, through the gardens come to me
If you see the foeman waylaying
Turn into the white fish, by the river come to me

Oh Leili, darling Leili
Oh my dearest one Leili
Leili I love you so much
Deep in soul and heart Leili


Translation by: Nick Rastin