Persian

Evening light of the saffron edge,
Quietly the roses run through the fields.
Sing me a song my dear
The one that Khayam sang.
Quietly the roses run through the fields.

Shiraz is shining with moonlight,
A swarm of moths swirls.
I don't like that the Persians
They keep women and maidens under the veil.
Shiraz is shining with moonlight.

Or they froze from the heat,
Closing bodily copper?
Or to be loved more,
They don't want to tan their faces
Closing bodily copper?

Darling, don't be friends with the chador,
Learn this commandment briefly,
After all, our life is so short,
It is not enough to admire happiness.
Learn this commandment briefly.

Even everything ugly in rock
It overshadows its own grace.
That's why beautiful cheeks
It is a sin to close before the world
Kohl gave them their mother nature.

Quietly roses run through the fields.
The heart is dreaming of a different country.
I'll sing to you myself, dear
What Hayam hasn't sung before ...
Quietly roses run through the fields.

Sergey Yesenin