This man is GREAT, his music is pure persian and GREAT, what his private life has been or is, is not known to you or me and as a matter of facct is not YOUR BUSINESS, as long as he plays Persian music and does not speaks politics, or does propaganda for the rulers, you should respect his art, you are free not to like his art, you are free not to like his character(which you really do know nothing about), but you are not free to open your filthy mouth here and talk in that manner against him
This man is GREAT, his music is pure persian and GREAT, what his private life has been or is, is not known to you or me and as a matter of facct is not YOUR BUSINESS, as long as he plays Persian music and does not speaks politics, or does propaganda for the rulers, you should respect his art, you are free not to like his art, you are free not to like his character(which you really do know nothing about), but you are not free to open your filthy mouth here and talk in that manner against him
Shahrex 1 year ago
the worst performance of all time! he better plays the cotoon srtiker!
Annaahita 1 year ago
the worst performance of all time!
Annaahita 1 year ago
From which country is this music?
opus88888 2 years ago
This is a performance by an Iranian traditional music master, "Mohammad Reza Lotfi".
Siavash76 2 years ago
this is persian, fron iran
papanigg 2 years ago
Iran
shiraz711 2 years ago
rime's vexation, they give the Pir of the Magians:
Behold what with the Pir, these holy travelers make!
One can purchase a hundred honors with half a glance,
In this act, deficiency, lovely ones make.
With effort and struggle, a crowd established union with the Beloved:
Reliance on Fate, another crowd make.
badem 4 years ago
rime's vexation, they give the Pir of the Magians:
Behold what with the Pir, these holy travelers make!
One can purchase a hundred honors with half a glance,
In this act, deficiency, lovely ones make.
With effort and struggle, a crowd established union with the Beloved:
Reliance on Fate, another crowd make.
badem 4 years ago
Nothing gained but a darken heart, yet,
Wrong in this illusion that someday gold they make.
They say: Utter ye not love's mystery; hear it not:
It is a difficult story, whereof relation, they make.
Out of the door, we being deceived by a hundred deceits,
Let us see, within the screen, what device they make.
badem 4 years ago
Can someone tel me who's poems he is singing. I want the name of the poet .
Thanks
tootaurus 4 years ago
Hafez
arashraeesi 4 years ago
I wish I knew what he was saying, but beautiful nevertheless. Love the rythem.
mvengineer 4 years ago
this is the complete poem. only few lines are used in the song though.
Thou knowest what tale that the harp and the lyre make?
Secretly drink ye wine that thee precious they may make.
The honor of love and the splendor of lovers, they take:
The censure of the young; and the reproof of the old, they make.
badem 4 years ago
Nothing gained but a darken heart, yet,
Wrong in this illusion that someday gold they make.
They say: Utter ye not love's mystery; hear it not:
It is a difficult story, whereof relation, they make.
Out of the door, we being deceived by a hundred deceits,
Let us see, within the screen, what device they make.
badem 4 years ago