دره خاموش

Silence has broken its bonds.

سکوت. بند گسسته است.

Beside the valley, a willow's magnificent form.

کنار دره. درخت شکوه پیکر بیدی.

In the twilight-colored sky,

در آسمان شفق رنگ

the passage of a white cloud.

عبور ابر سپیدی.

The breeze runs silently in the vein of every leaf.

نسیم در رگ هر برگ می‌دود خاموش.

Behind every rock a terror lies in ambush.

نشسته در پس هر صخره وحشتی به کمین.

A lizard has thrust its head from behind a stone.

کشیده از پس یک سنگ سوسماری سر.

For fear of the silent valley,

ز خوف دره خاموش

it has hidden its body's movement.

نهفته جنبش پیکر.

It watches the road, cold, dry, bitter, sorrowful.

به راه می‌نگرد سرد، خشک، تلخ، غمین.

Like a snake, a road crawls over the mountain's body;

چو مار روی تن کوه می‌خزد راهی،

on the road, a traveler.

به راه. رهگذری.

The thought of the valley and solitude

خیال دره و تنهایی

has sent fear running through his veins.

دوانده در رگ او ترس.

The spring of illusion has painted an eye in every corner:

کشیده چشم به هر گوشه نقش چشمه وهم:

from every fissure in the mountain's body,

ز هر شکاف تن کوه

a snake has crawled out.

خزیده بیرون ماری.

In anger, from behind every stone,

به خشم از پس هر سنگ

a thorn has drawn a dagger.

کشیده خنجر خاری.

Sunset has flown from the mountain.

غروب پر زده از کوه.

The image of road and traveler is lost to the eye.

به چشم گم شده تصویر راه و راهگذار.

An immense sorrow, full of illusion,

غمی بزرگ. پر از وهم

has settled upon the crags.

به صخره‌سار نشسته است.

Within the dark valley,

درون دره تاریک

silence has broken its bonds.

سکوت بند گسسته است.