Lament for Abul Qasim: a Bakhtiari poem

The mother of Abul Qasim composed this poem after his death, and made him famous among all the Bakhtiari. The story was given by the reciter as follows: “Abul Qasim went to Shiraz. The daughter of his father’s brother was betrothed to him. He went to get a camel, so that he might celebrate his marriage and bring his wife home. (On the way) he had a fight with (some) Qashqai Turks. He slew six of them with his mace. Only one escaped. His name was Shahwaz. He struck down Abul Qasim with his mace. The wounds of all six [Qashqai] were on the side of the head. [Abul Qasim] was a stout fellow.”

Abul Qasim has not come,
He has not come before my eyes.
I summoned you, you did not come.
He has gone to bring a camel
To fetch (his bride) Marwari.
You have not come, you have not come,
You have not come before my eyes.
Abul Qasim, himself alone,
With (his) mace slew six men.
Only one, Shahwaz, escaped.
The wounds of all were on the side of the head.

Abul Qasim speaks:

The wound in my head is mortal.
Marwari is my betrothed.

 

Abul Qasim’s mother speaks:

Abul, my beloved, you have not come,
You have not come before my eyes.
I summoned you, you have not come,
You have not come, you have not come, you have not come.

 

 

With kind permission, from: Lorimer, DLR 1963 “The Popular Verse of the Baḵẖtiāri of S. W. Persia –III: Further Specimens” Bulletin of the School of Oriental and African Studies, Vol. 26, No. 1, pp. 57-58