Last night, the thought of your face wandered through my mind,
While my weary soul roamed, unaware of love's bind.
My spirit, far from joy’s familiar nest,
Lay on the ground, like a bird with its throat suppressed.
My frail heart heaved a blood-tinged sigh,
For amidst its sorrows, blood and tears would lie.
The cries of my love’s grief rose so high,
That even Venus joined in, lamenting from the sky.
My tears soaked the dust, making the earth a wet bed,
While my wails deafened the heavens overhead.
Imagine how the arrow of love pierced my heart,
For my soul shielded my life as it tore me apart.
Be patient, Saadi, and bear this painful day,
For this day was foreseen in life’s disarray.